I need you to help me, to work with me, to cooperate. Are you going to help me?"She nodded, slightly, as if dreaming."Remember your son. Mom. Son. Mom... Son. Now help me. Mom. Son. See it in your mind... feel the relationship. Feel the feelings you have for him. Mom. Son. Remember what that means. Mom. Son. But that's not quite right, is it? That's not what you remember, is it?" Her brow furrowed a little, just like the book said it would. "You remember another word. Mom. Master. Mom. Master.. He got out the showerand toweled off then rubbed lotion into his now hairless body. He lookedat himself in the full length mirror. "I'm not a real man he repeated.He walked back into the spare room and rummaged in the box again until hepulled out a small box, a comb and a hair dryer. He walked back to thebathroom and began reading the back of the box. "For maximum resultsfirst wet the hair fully then rub in the bleach and let sit for 30 minutesto achieve maximum blonde hair." He read. His. He could tell just by looking at their pictures that this woman needed a real man. He read their profile description which read as,“Hello! We are Inga and Josh, and we are looking for a very special man in our lives. We are having trouble conceiving, and after looking around, we think it would be best to outsource in this area since we have been trying for two years. We are looking for a tall, strong professional man who has no family history of hereditary diseases. Plus, we think this would be. ..I couldn't help it i wanted to feel her between my legs, I told her then lets go to your place, we quickly dried off and got dressed and picked up our things and headed for the bus, on the way home she was asking me if i had ever had sex with a woman before, No i said, she asked me about the biggest cock i ever had and about the first time i had sex, and anal sex. I was so wet by the time we got off the bus.We put her k**s down for a nap, when the door was closed Robin grabbed me and pushed.