She had an arm around my waist and her head against my shoulder as we walked to her compact to drive home to the cabin.“Grey, honey, I could sure ge... used to this!”“Laura, sweetie, I hope you will.”“If tomorrow goes as I intend, we shall do this a lot, I promise you.”“Are you ever going to tell me what you have got planned, or are you testing me to see how quick I think on my feet?”She giggled.“Introducing my wonderful boyfriend to my parents and letting them get to appreciate him for the. " Beth is your wife from Cassandra?" I asked."It's a long story," he said."It doesn't look like we're going anywhere anytime soon." I need to call Beth then so she doesn't worry. I didn't know if you would toss me out or have me stay when I called her before. I told her I'd call her if I were staying." Charles called on the phone and told her not to wait up for him.Cal sat there in wide-eyed amazement as the tale unfolded. I admit it seemed all too unreal. The man sitting in front of us was not. She referred to him as the “screamer.” He was one of her favorite guys to jerk off. She gets excited thinking about jerking off and blowing her boyfriends; it is sexually enjoyable for her to imagine doing it again.When she tells me a story about one of her sexual experiences she visualizes it happening again and thinks about what it felt like. While she is working on my dick she can picture her boyfriend’s dick and relive the experience of jerking him off or giving him a blow job. She gets. I looked up, through squinty eyes, I remembered his face from the coffee shop a few weeks ago, but couldn’t recall his name. “Hi” I smiled. The truth is I did feel sort of bad for how I had treated him that day. Not to mention, I was embarrassed by my clear lack of any athletic ability. His attention shifted to Drake. “What a nice looking dog.” I looked over, Drake was chasing his tail, and I was still in the puking position. “Thanks,” I muttered, standing up. I thought it might be a good idea.