And she’s coming with me to Kansas City this year.”I nodded. Every August, my dad went to a big conference in Kansas City, and he always went on ...nd on about it.“If you want to come too,” he said, “we could turn it into a family trip. And I think it’d be good for you too. Think of all the people you’d meet—”“I dunno,” I said. My dad wanted me to be a lawyer, but I didn’t know if it was really my thing. Besides, I had too many other things on my mind right then, so that kind of stuff was. I drank your come before we went to bed.I know it helps you sleep to give you head.And yet your fingers stroke me oh, so steady.And now they're pressing up into my bodyI squeeze them with my cunt to show my pleasureYes, use me slowly, take me at your leisure.I want to stay half-sleeping while you're naughty.What luxury if I can rest and dreamWhile your hard manhood bathes me in your cream."~10."My ass?! And does the oily tightness of my frontNot bathe your cock in luscious perfumed heat?When. “This going to work so great.” Julie said. “I know a guy who will pay big for a mother-son show. We can do a student - teacher, student - hot librarian, patient - sexy nurse, and lots of things. But first we should do some shopping. We need to get you some young clothes. Let me change and we’ll go to the mall. I’ll buy lunch.”An hour later, following lunch and two glasses of Cabernet, they arrived at the sporting goods store. Dick’s was rather busy, Julie thought, for a Thursday. . So, I did. Nothing romantic, she simply wanted the anonymity of being Mrs. X, rather than herself loathing self. I took her on a honeymoon anyway. She could say she had one, to anyone who may ask. Sally agreed that was a worthwhile reason. Sally slept through most of it.Is the cure sometimes worse than the disease? I’m not wishing I had gone fishing instead, if that’s your real question. Except for missing Sally, life is pretty good.There is much to relate.First, before you ask, Sally still.