I did indeed, he was a seriously hot twink, late teens, slim & shaven head that for some reason I found very sexy. Anyway, it turned out that Guy and ... friend, who Tim assured me was equally as hot, were visiting again in two weeks, Tim had hold Guy about the fun that he & John had been having with me, and it turned-out Guy remembered me & thought I was hot, and had told Tim he fantasied about me fucking him!Well, that had me getting hard at the thought of it, Tim continued, that Guy & his. She was crying. I knew something was wrong. She was a strong woman, the only time I saw her cry was when my grandfather died, so I scrambled up. ‘Wiley, why didn’t you answer the phone? Never mind, come with me right now.’ ‘Gram what’s wrong? Why are you crying? Is something wrong with Dad?’ I assumed it was my dad. He worked in a factory with a lot of machinery and was always talking about someone getting careless and being injured. My Mom stayed at home, so he worked a lot of Saturdays for. ." I felt her lifting my skirt and I abandoned her wrist. But then her fingers touched me again! They were knowing fingers, experienced fingers. No fumbling like a guy. Her firm fingertip touched me and made me shudder against her! This wasn't really happening, was it?" There you go, sexy Emmy, just relax! When I saw your undies I was almost drooling! Those legs, that short skirt, and that sexy thong! Just relax, baby, I will make you feel so good!"My head was spinning in seconds, I was. "You know, it is the weirdest thing. Ever since that night, my mom has been oblivious to so many things that used to bother her."Oblivious? Or accepting and no longer concerned? I remembered the switches I'd made in Gina's mom, and could feel them upstairs. They were both stuck in the position I'd moved them to that first night. I remembered how I had mashed down on them, and wondered if I'd broken her somehow.I looked back to Gina, and she had a shrewd look on her face. "You did that, didn't.