" as we walked in the house, i could distinctly make out the definite smell of booze. out on the back deck, there was a full bar surrounded by tiki to...ches, with the state college game on behind the counter. everybody was wearing party hats, and we were the ones who weren't so we found some. the party started off with a bang, literally. shotguns appeared outta nowhere and so did hunting rifles and handguns; cans, bottles and targets were being shot for almost a half hour. after the intro, there. You know mine. What's yours?" "You really want to know? And you won't get pissed? I'll tell you, but you got to sit down and listen. And don't get pissed at me." "Did you do something really bad? I don't believe that. Just tell me." So I did. I started out telling her about how Cindy and I had first had a few little sexual encounters that had gradually built up until finally we become complete lovers. I described how we had made love. How Cindy had sucked my hard cock and I had eaten her sweet. He hadn't resisted because I had been loud and he didn't want me to wake up his mom. I glared at him in disbelief. Where the fuck are my clothes I demanded. Easy he said, there's no harm done here. We were just having some fun. What fucking fun I demanded. Where are my clothes? In the bedroom he said. How did my clothes get in there if I jumped you in here I demanded. Ok he said. I will tell you. You passed out cold and I undressed you and me, tossed out clothes in the bedroom and positioned. Once we were both naked, my son took me into my own bed, then he took me. I hate to say I felt, as the song says ... like a virgin. (Oh that sounds so fucking cheesy! Especially since the song was a big thing around the time I was Robert's age!)But I can honestly say that I've never, ever been with anyone and felt the things I did with him. It was lovemaking, it was a pounding fuck, it was sweet and naughty as hell and so much more. As I look back on it, I think the experience was heightened.