Then we can play some more. Okay?”“Yes, Mom, but I’m as hungry for lunch as I am for you.”“You don’t know what hearing you say that makes ...e feel, Hec. But sandwiches first.”Mom stood up straight, pulling herself out of my embrace. I was disappointed that we broke apart but, truth be told, I really did want a sandwich. Maybe even three. I was starving for more than my mother’s pussy.Time was of no meaning to us that day. We were enjoying our newfound intimacy. Mother and son together, two. Although at that time assurances had been given that the matter would be “thoroughly investigated” and that “a full report would be issued in due course,” to date none of these organizations have released any public findings. Moreover, following recent inquiries by IN/SIGHT regarding the progress of the investigation, these same officials now uniformly deny ever even having been requested to conduct a serious examination into what one agency spokesman has termed “a somewhat imaginative but. Sexual partners tend to come and go, but real friends are precious - not something to play around with and potentially jeopardize.Todd said he and a friend had the game on, and did I want to drop by. Nothing was going on at the bar, so I said sure. Little did I know what kind of game he and his friend had on.Driving over, my mind was on anything but sex, which is unusual for me (or any guy for that matter), and I pulled up in front of his house figuring on an evening downing a few brewskies and. Chest broad. The gym lights played on every edge and corner of his abs. Skin that was smooth and dark followed the contours of the musculature below so that every striation was visible. I noticed how vascular he was, especially on his arms but two prominent veins bulged each side of his abs and traced a pronounced line to his groin disappearing below the waist band on his shorts.I was completely overwhelmed and couldn't think of what to say and I was desperately trying to hide the effect he was.