Jimmy fell back on the rug and I pulled out and sunk into the end of the sofa. Mom let out a long sigh and nestled her head into the cushions again. ... motioned to Jimmy and we snuck out of the room, up to mine and closed the door. High fived each other. “That was fucking fabulous, man. I can’t believe we actually fucked your Mom!” “Sheeeze, I think she was liking it too. She was too drunk to know what was happening. I hope.” “She was sucking me off. She did suck me off.” “I better take a. . began to... well you know." Try masturbate. Or of course there ARE the cruder terms like wanking, pulling yourself and tossing off. There's even the expression shaking hands with your best friend. They are just words Nathan, words that describe a natural act of relief. A boyfriend of mine once referred to it as a 'hand shandy'. Some people say it's having sex with Mrs. Palm and her five daughters. In sex-ed they refer to it as sex without a partner, they taught that with young people it was. With these revelations, I understood why Caryn had said I needed to make some more sunglasses money. I did know one way I could make some quick cash.“Call Mr. Hill and see if he needs me to do some newspaper-insert ads. I could do some Sunday-afternoon shoots.”“Before you do that, Ari has some opportunities for you. It seems that you’re popular in Japan. He has three ads lined up for your approval. They were impressed that you speak Japanese so well,” Caryn said.I just blinked at her. Speak. It must have gone cold by now."Sorry I made that last night." She just poured the whole pot out and started to make another."So?" she prodded. I got the impression she didn't want me sitting around the house all day. Some things never change I guess."I was going to go over to Bill's house and see what I missed last week," I stated like this was my original plan. If she wanted me out for a while, I might as well go have some fun. Bill had just gotten a new 3D game console with some cool shooter.