We worked from sunup to sundown the first day, and only filled the barn about a third of the way. The work felt good, though. The only problem was tha... I was using muscles I didn't even know that I had. I worked as hard as I could, but when the day was over, I could hardly move. Dad acted like he was really impressed, which made me feel good.I should explain that sometime during the day, I gave up on the Mr. and Mrs. O'Halloran thing. Mom and Dad was so much easier. It sounded good, too.I tried. My hands begin to drift, from the tips of the hair, to trace the shoulders, then to run down the spine and back up again, only in an agonizingly slow manner. There is no instance to rush. Each moment of contact, a new sensation of emotion. Emotions that were always there but were never coaxed out until we met, until we crossed past our emotional and psychological needs, until we discovered our physical needs. Each moment together, a birth of energy, each moment a death. Such ambivalence’s to. There was never a question about getting fucked when I went out with Brenda and I loved the way she sucked my cum covered cock after I filled her cunt with my seed. She is on the pill so I dont have to wear a condom. I hate condoms. I opened the front door and entered the house. As I walked down the hall I heard noises from the family room. I assumed that Mom and Dad were in there watching TV. I was going to go straight to my room and call Brenda but I decided to say hi and let Mom and Dad. I was waitin for noon i had my food n was waitin for her since she comes back in the noon n goes back to the shop at 5 in the evng. Always she used to come at 2 but today she din come till 3. Den later she came slowly i asked her y u so late today.she asked me smilingly u waitin for me?? Now i din reply. She asked me waitin for me or my pussy??Suddenly i saw her n she was smiling. She continued i am tired now v will do it in the nite il hv my food now.i asked her wat bout her son??? She said he.