Ignoring it the best she could, she took a wheezy breath and tried to reply. "I'm afraid." "Are you afraid I won't love you the same?" "I'm afraid I w...n't love you the same," she corrected gently. "We'll love each other more." "Oh my god, baby," she cried, pulling his face back to her lips. Why did he keep saying the right things? She couldn't reason with him if he would melt her heart with every response. But her conscience demanded that she put her foot down. "We can't go very far with this,. Although Mikey had only been masturbating for about ayear, he had mastered the technique of bringing himselfto mind-blowing ecstasies. Whenever he masturbated hetried to make it the best he could. He had realizedearly, the sacred rule of masturbation. There is nopoint in rubbing yourself raw for a mediocre reward; Ifyou're going to do it, do it right.His Mom's spirituality and her philosophical ofstrength had made him a perfectionist in manyrespects. Mikey's upbringing was both solid. Paul was home.More importantly, Lois, too, was home.The braces came off. The wrappings came off. The lotion was applied, just like always. To all three appendages.They didn't all quite get equal time.Paul, however, wanted this one to be about Lois. He thought she looked more than just attentive, during her familiar lotion-applying foreplay. He thought she looked relieved. He figured she was relieved that his erection was as convincing as it ever had been, there in her hands.One thing about. "What?" she asked looking very confused."Thank you!" i replied relieved someone had finally opened the door, before i pushed passed her and entered the house.She then closed the door, turned and looked at me, before asking "Are you naked?" Yes! I lost my clothes! My keys and my wallet and phone!" i replied unhappily."Oh!" was all my mother could say to that, before she then stepped back into the living room.I sighed and then followed her in, and as she dropped back onto the sofa, i did the same.