It got a lot better when some of the girls talked about their dates." "What did they have to say?" "MOM! You really don’t want to know. It’s perso...al." Laura raised her eyebrows with that quizzical look that mothers seem to specialize in. "Never mind, then." "How ‘bout you, Mom?" "Not much, I’m afraid. I ran Tim home and he gave ma a tour of their house. You really ought to see it when you get a chance. Some local architect designed it, and it is really impressive." It’s a rambling stone. “Dammit! It’s just not fair!”Her neighbor, Sylvia, sitting across from her was startled. “What’s the matter, Jenny?”“It’s not fair; David travels for work all week and when he comes home he’s always horny, which I guess is a good thing because it means he’s not cheating on me when he’s away. But we don’t make love anymore, he just climbs on top of me and he’s done in a flash and then goes to sleep. The next night he just pounds away until he comes and he doesn’t care about me; he’s getting. Whenever such a sweet spot is identified she'll press her nostrils firmly against it, circle her back legs the full 360 degrees before squatting atop it and releasing a few precious droplets of her own scented urine to mask the offence. All the while Beth stands patiently to one side an intoxicating vision of serenity. Until, once again, they continue their unhurried perambulation snuffling towards the next pee break.It is one of the small delights in my days. Days that have little but small. Hey Mark, are you in there? Instantly I heard a scramble ensue from inside with things said like, hurry up, and hide it over there. I stopped in the little clearing a few feet from the entrance and waited. A few seconds later both Mark and Eric emerged from behind the makeshift door closing the entrance. Whats up guys, I said as the pair came out into the open. Nothing much, they both replied as they stuck their hands into their pockets in an effort to conceal the boners they were both.