The redhead was sobbing uncontrollably now and she looked more vulnerable than a teenaged runaway seeing real life up close and personal right after f...lling out of the nest of suburban fantasy. You couldn’t see her private parts that had probably been used extensively by various saviors with only one thing on their mind. The story was an old one with the young girls being victims of the junkyard dogs feeding on their defenseless victimhood like beasts in a dark forest with no 911 to come to. She wet the brush and made a good lather. She started shaving me. ‘Smita, you uphold his dick. I want him spotless clean. Within five minutes, I was ‘bald’. Mom then removed her bra and panty. She asked me to spread my legs. She bent down and took my dick in her mouth. It was warm. Her mouth was moving up and down the length of my shaft. She told Smita to play with her. She told her to caress her bountiful boobs. Smita started massaging mom’s round, sloppy boobs. I started getting up to touch. She's a very good landlady, and we want to stay there. Anyway, she was nice and friendly. The two new tenants should be there shortly, so we left her to get on with it, and promised to introduce ourselves to them later."We talked about our holidays (well, just a short summary of what we had done since last seeing each other - I didn't have a lot that I could actually admit to Malcolm), and caught up on each others' news.Malcolm and I then decided to stroll up to the Department of Chemistry to. Date otherpeople for a while." "Who in particular did you have in mind Jefffff?" There it was,thought Trish, the Question...would he admit it was Kelly? "Just other people...you know. You date other guys and I date othergirls. After a while we'll know if we still feel the same about each other." Trish dropped Jeff's hand and stepped back. "How about Kelly? I thinkshe likes you...do you want to go out with her?" Trish saw Jeff's eyesdart back and forth searching for the right answer..