. Debbie." No Bob, she's rejecting all romantic overtures because she is in lovewith you, completely, totally and utterly." Bob smiles broadly but say...nothing. "And therein lies the problem, because we both know that youare incapable of a healthy relationship with anyone." Now wait a moment Susan, that is not exactly true ..." How long was I your therapist, Bob?" At least ten years." Ten years. In all that time, did we ever make any progress on yourability to actually bond with another person.". I was cold and accepting of our denied relationship. Locking us away as a dream and nothing more. Sometimes, spending entire days convinces myself that we are only a dream and that nothing ever happened between us. We are just characters in one of my stories and nothing more.It made it easier for me to face the unknowing world. I think that there is a huge difference between bottling up frustrations and refusing to feel them altogether. If you bottle up everything, it still exists. Somewhere in. Mom slid down in the chair a bit, spread her legs a little more, and touched her breasts. Even standing off to her side and a little back, I could see her hand moving faster between her legs.I heard my mom murmur, “Yes baby, jerk off for me, oh fuck, I’m cuming.” My Mom was squirming around and rubbing herself. I don’t think she was even watching the stag film anymore.I forgot all about the glass of water I had come down for. I crept back up the stairs to my room and jerked off thinking about. I saw her gut tighten and I knew her nut was close. When her orgasm swept over her I tugged my hand and the plug firmly and with surprisingly little resistance it squirted free followed by what seemed like several cupful’s of little girl cum.I’m sure that Cindy felt my hand come out of her stretched cunt, but she was still spastic from the sensations that were rushing through her body.“Hooooley ssssshit!” The eighth grader exclaimed.That was the first time that I had ever heard Cindy curse.She.