Him.” I blushed.“Mom ... you don’t even know if dad is really dead. Don’t go getting all gushy over a lawyer,” Beck said.IV was looking all ...ystified. “Huh?”“Girl talk,” Beck and I said together.“Oh ... girls secrets,” said Dave. “I get it.”“What was his name?” asked Beck.“Larry,” I said quickly, and blushed again.“Gee, mom,” said Beck. “Lust much?”Let me see. I have his card. Where did I put it? Ah ... back side of the wardrobe mirror.“Be right back, kids.”“Warner, Smithson and Santiago,”. Just touch it, boy." As weird as this felt, I just couldn't help myself. I had to see how this thing felt. The second I reached out and touched the throbbing veiny meat stick in front of me, I felt this incredible rush of pleasure through my entire body. My vision faded for a second and I nearly came in my pants. I could not understand what just happened. It felt better than any d**g or source of pleasure that I have ever felt. "Go on and stroke it, little boy." As I ran my hand up and down the. "Only if you want too Alice." I replied. "I would never force you, same with impregnation too." I know Uncle J; I know, as for knocking me up, well bringing up a baby on your own isn't easy, but I'd cope and I assume you'd help if I asked, not meaning I'd expect to move in with you." I'd help no matter the father." I replied."Besides, I want you to knock me up, same as Jo. Can't think of a better man in my life and I've had a crush on you since I was about thirteen." So long as you're sure. Ron hadn’t given me his phone number when we met a few days ago, so I couldn’t confirm beforehand if he was home. After a few seconds the door opened.Ron’s handsome face flashed me a smile as he opened the door. “Tom! Good to see you, squire.” He moved back to let me in.Again, I had trouble placing Ron’s muddled accent. I entered to find a nicely furnished apartment, similar to Demie’s, but less retro. Various potted plants hung from the ceiling and adorned the corners, giving the room a.