Forrest was wearing his blue plaid shirt and white blazer jacket and pants. Dan sat beside him, making a perfect match, and Wendy took several picture... of them together.“Oh look, mom over here! I see two Forrest Gumps!” They heard someone say. Dan looked to see several people approaching.“Oh my God, it’s Tom Hanks visiting Niagara Falls!” One shouted. People immediately began taking Dan’s picture and wanting his autograph. He had to explain he was Tom Hanks’ look-alike.“You definitely look more. Wearing only that skimpy light blue robe, and red fluffy slippers. She eyed me up and down, then gave me a little grin. It didn’t even register to me that I had morning wood, in plain view. She lightly brushed up against me on her way to the coffee maker, turning it on. She then turned to look at me. I was leaning against the counter, just trying to hide my hangover. Oblivious to my morning wood bulging in my boxers.Mrs. T walked over, and rubbed my cock through my boxers. She then took a hold. Even better, her face and complexion were farm girl fresh; she was the very definition of the word "pretty."I couldn't take my eyes off her. "Hi," I said, climbing out of the back seat."Hi," she replied. Teenagers don't use much vocabulary, you know?There was an instant attraction between us, but I'm sure my parents didn't realize it. They were real old. Probably in their 30's. Maybe even in their early 40's. Pretty close to comatose, as any teenager can tell you.We unpacked the car and dragged. Oh, right. Anyway, fate placed us together in a common small city, working with common friends, their associations with us led them to play mass-matchmaker. We danced around one another at first, as will all new acquaintances, revealing bits and pieces as we spiraled around one another, the information grew more personal as our orbits began to synchronize. We shared hopes and dreams and aspirations, likes and dislikes, rhythms and blues and what-all else, until finally… Until finally, she.