‘Sure Vinnie, what is it?’ ‘Do you pump your own gas, have you learned how?’ ‘Well yes, as a matter of fact I do,’ she said amused. ‘Wha... would make you ask me such a question? I’d really like to know how your mind works.’ Her remark did not faze him. ‘I was just thinking about the time we were sitting in a gas line, back in 1978. You remember? That summer Jack and I carpooled to conserve gas.’ ‘Of course I remember. That was the first time you had spoken to one another since the fence. After the party and too many drinks my wife and I lay in bed talking. Pliny the Elder wrote, In vino veritas, which in English means, In wine there is truth. Alcohol can work as a truth serum. My intoxicated state enabled me to discuss my feelings about my sister with my wife. After we got married it became clear that my sex drive was stronger than yours, I began. Thats right, and I gave you permission to find a mistress. I even talked about introducing you to a single friend of mine, but you. ”“Nunya?”“Nunya beeswax, Momma. I’m alive, you didn’t hear any screams, I hope, and Charlie and I are still engaged. All is well. End of conversation.”“Good. Oh, my. Why is he smiling like that?”“Toldya! Nunya!” They both cracked up. I turned red and started breaking eggs. “We’ll talk later, Momma, but don’t expect any details. We’re going to be fine, I think.”We spent the day making or supervising the making of Christmas dinner, depending on your position in the hierarchy. I did most of the. I heard a noise and then my cock was taken in her hand, but the hand was now inside a rubber glove. She stroked my cock with the gloved hand which felt a bit odd. V then moved away and there was some rustling as she took something out of a plastic bag. What happened next was totally unexpected. She took my cock with her ungloved hand and stroked it and then held it by the base. I felt something being dragged across my Knob and felt this pain. I winced a little and then V grabbed my knob and.