” Triston leaned to the bathtub and turned the water on and poured a little bubble beads in to offer it a welcoming look. Triston felt the temperatu...e of the water as it raised slowly, Heather thought this would be a good time to try to figure a way out. She stood up pushing Triston toward the tub, but he caught himself just before he plummeted all the way in and regained his balance and reached for heathers wrist yanking her toward him engulfing her into a manly bear hug.“What the fuck babe,. .. I'm uh... fine, thanks," he said, still trying to interpret in his mind most of what had just been said. And had Zander just told him to suck his hairy ass? Was that a common expression? Had Zander told him that back in San Jose they might very well have been fighting a few seconds later. Slowly he stuck out his hand and it was shaken."Shit on me," Zander said. "That is one thick WestHem accent you have there, my butt buddy. No mistaking where you're from."My butt buddy? Ken thought,. "What the heck is that thing doing in your room?" she demanded."What thing?" That thing... that obscene statuette is what I'm talking about. I can't believe you brought that thing into this house." It's in my room, Mom." I don't care. I have to go in there occasionally and I don't want to have to look at it." Okay," I said. "Where do you want me to put it?" There wasn't any sense arguing with her. I wasn't about to bitch about not having any privacy because she would have bitched about me not. We chatted non-stop about my past relationships, college, my job etc. And she told me about her college life and her marriage. She started getting high and was started talking about sex and how she enjoyed continuous sex in her early marriage days, I told her how I and my ex-had all the sex adventures. During this talk my dick got hard and formed a bulge in my pants which was pretty evident and she noticed it.She: well I can see someone is missing his ex. She gave a wicked winkMe: well I do… We.