Mrs. Ford admitted that she was just nervous and I tried to assure her that Josh would do fine. I was sincere about this. I wanted Josh to do well, as...long as Eddie did a little better.I assumed Josh hadn't told his mother about my feud with Lester; nothing had been said in the car. "Tonight's the night," Josh said to me on our way up the stairs. I knew he was talking about Lester dunking his head in a toilet."I'm going to let him off easy," I confided, without saying that I was bowing to. I cant miss this trip and I cant take Sam with me she continued. No problem Mrs. Fletcher I replied ill do that. She looked reassured and said well then ill get going, thanks again Jason. I just smiled politely. When she was gone, my mum came back and said well well, look whos getting responsible here. Hey its not my problem that people find me responsible. Actually Im 62 and a little on the muscled side. I was pretty athletic so Im in good shape. By Tuesday I had almost forgotten about my. Standing over her was the Asian gent from a few rows down. His glasses were crooked and his hair mussed from his nap against the window, but the most noticeable aspect of his appearance was his dick, which was in his slowly stroking hand as he looked down at her with a big, toothy smile. His eyes looked a little frightened, like he half expected her to pull out a **** whistle and start blowing. But she just smiled back.Encouraged, he redoubled his stroking while glancing from her face to her. The towel around his waist came down to his knees but as he walked, I could catch a glimpse of those muscular thighs when the towel parted ever so slightly with each step he took."You're home?" He would ask, I could tell that he was surprised to see me."Yeah, I decided to take a break from hanging out with the old man," I responded. Then he cracked that wonderful smile of his as he ducked back under the towel, continuing to dry himself off.I didn't wait for him to invite me in and we.