Old farts letching ater the young rent boys, mincing queens with acid tongues, rough heteros living 'dangerously' i.e. on the hunt for some C.D. arse-...unt. Plus a spattering of prostitutes having a night off. I had an okay time though I consumed more alcohol than usual and wasn't my usual 'life-of-the-party' self. So by kicking out time I felt a tad dejected and wasn't looking forward to going home. I set off walking home and around half way home needed a piss. I'd already passed the local. The trail opened up on this little pond, in the middle of a clearing, in these pinewoods.It was completely romantic, with the moon and stars shining bright, I turned off the car, and Lisa fiddled with the radio for a bit, then glided into my arms, she tasted wonderful and smelled even better, we kissed for what seemed like hours, as I stroked her everywhere, I sent little kisses down her jaw to her ear then down her neck as she squirmed on the seat. As I opened her shirt, she moaned and pulled. ” I told her that I wasn't afraid, it was just that she was my mom and I wouldn't do anything mean to her like that. That’s when she stepped up and she slapped me across the face. “You should act like a man and do something! You just let a girl slap you!”I was really losing it. I was furious, but I still tried to turn around and walk away, when she grabbed me by the hair and turned me around again. As she turned me around, I swatted her hand off with my hair, but as I turned, we ended up. "I have an ass, yours is a little boy pussy." Well...what do I say. I mean what do I do about Laurie. I mean, what if she asks what I'm doing? Where I'm going?" I inquired."Bring her too boy. Bring her down to see me. Both of you," he chuckled.I pulled away and turned the best I could. His arms holding me from facing him. "No Steve. You can't involve her.. She can't know, please," I begged."Know? Know what a gay boy she married. That you're a cock sucker now? You like a hard dick up that little.