And time to sleep” you say to yourself.You have work in five hours, tomorrow will be another mind numbingly dumb day sat in front of a computer inpu...ting data for an accountancy firm. What happened to your dreams of being a software designer as a teen? “Oh well,” you think to yourself “at least it keeps me in junk food and games.”Too tried for your normal pre-sleep ritual of porn and masturbation you collapse on your sofa and fall instantly into a deep sleep.Rolling sideways in your sleep you. My mom wasn't crazy about it, but my dad said that it was better than Charles Village." So when do you move in?" In three weeks. I have to go back home for two weeks to wrap up a few things. I leave a week from tomorrow." She smiled crookedly, then continued, "You'll have to do without me for a few days." I think I'll survive. My experiments might not, though." You know you're weird, right?" I aim to--oh my God." My face turned pale."What?" She turned to look, saw my expression, and pulled over. Considerate. But you’re so locked-down.” She squeezed my hand. “That’s not a criticism. You’re the man I fell for. But I’ve been giving this a lot of thought, so hear me out.”“Okay.”“Your father died before you had a chance to know him. And I know you love your mother, but you’re not ... especially close.”“Not like you.” In truth, I was a little envious of the hour-long calls Yael had with her mother every second or third evening.“We’re Israeli. It’s a little different.” She smiled. “But yes.. I stopped stroking and spread my butt cheeks apart, hoping he'd put it in me. Tim smiled knowing what I wanted and pushed a little more, then his finger was in. I gasped as he slid in and out of my young hole. Slowly he pushed till his whole finger was in me. He looked at me and said Rebecca would love to do your hole. He reached to the bed side table and grabbed the tube of cream. Pulling his finger out, he pressed the tip of the tube against my hole and squirted some in me. Putting some on.