That sounds great! See you then! I sent back with excitement.The week dragged on. I found myself sitting at my desk at work and watching the analog cl...ck hands slowly tick forward. Even at night I was lying in bed with my eyes wide open and stared at the dark ceiling. A dinner party wasn’t exactly the erotic sex-fest I was hoping for, but it would give me a chance to be social instead of a binge-watching hermit.Saturday night I was sifting through my closet trying to find the right dress for. Until they press together,Morph into one,Bouncing over beds,Bouncing against walls,Down empty boulevards…Bouncing, bouncing, bouncing…Until they separate againInto two distinct forms,Silent again. Considering each otherThe way I guess the Martian and the manMight… What the shit is that?Who are you?What are you?Alien dreams inConvoluted space.II. Bubble Gum“Caution, approaching platform.”The aluminum can is a boiling furnace. Sweat beads on foreheads. Heads droop. Eyes flutter. The broken A/C. Both mother and son moaned at the erotic sensation. Billy wanted to arouse his mother to a peak. It wasn't exactly a plan, but in the back of his mind he reasoned that with enough stimulation his mom might lose control and let him go all the way in, once, maybe twice or three times if she was really turned on. His manly muscle made long sweeps up and down Gail's flesh-groove, from the low mush-pit to the crinkly tuft at the top. He pressed hard as he rubbed the slick length of his mom's special. "Is there anywhere that your body tells you it needs more attention?", whispered Daniel into my ear, my head resting gently on his cheek. "Everywhere," I said, to which he chuckled and ran his hands up my front, gently squeezing my breasts and rubbing my belly and sides, sending another rush of warmth through my body. "I'm afraid I can't massage your whole body again tonight, but if there is one special area you'd like me to work on, I'd be happy to," he said, zeroing in on my.