“No, don’t do that.” Janice shifted her fleshy naked body between his legs, shoving them apart and trailing her tongue-tip up one inner thigh. ...e gasped in response, his chest convulsing. “You gonna tell me why I shouldn’t?” She stared at him from between his legs, tongue flickering shy of his balls, then followed a wet slithering trail on his opposite thigh. “After you’ve been such a disrespectful boy.” Brandon groaned at her hot breath all over his nut-sack. He groaned deeper when his. This was specifically for me. We didn`t make all of them on the same day. I`m gonna spare you some details (Because I even forgot some of them. We didn`t use all of them.) There are some rules which we still use till now. Like each month we are to come up with something more or less new, kinky, and fun. Basically something we don`t do normally. Through this conversation, I found myself freed. i was now open to my parents. I was theirs as they were mine. We were to experience every thing. “Maddie, I want you. More than I’ve ever wanted anyone. But it’s more than that. It’s more than just sex for me. I love you, and I want you to be mine.”A heartbeat passed. Two. Three. I was starting to get nervous.“When did you… I mean… when did you realize you loved me?” she asked.“When you called me a dumbass,” I said with a smile. She looked at me as if I were insane. Which I was. For her. “Seriously. When you said ‘don’t just lay there, dumbass.’ The way you said it, the look on your face. I remembered that kid in 7th grade, a tall kid, it seems whenever called on in class to stand and answer a question, had a hard-on poking way out inside his pants. He always got red face embarrassed. I found out later in high school he was fucking two of the girls my friend and I used to tease as two little ignorant pre teen boys. He was getting laid and we were getting dirty looks. I wondered what ever happened to him. He in fact was sexually precocious. I wondered if he was in the same.