Well, when you come back from California, maybe we can do this in person instead of over the phone.”“I would like to do that Summer” I said soft...y“Me too” she replied, “You know I have never seen a guy cum, for real. I mean just in videos and stuff. I really would like that. Look, it is getting late and mom will be home soon, so let me hang up. I’ll leave a message on the kitchen table that you called. Maybe mom will call you back tonight or tomorrow if her party is out late. Tommy, this was. The gutters were clogged again from the run-off of last week’s torrential rain. My grandma was saying that some ‘brute force’ was needed to clear it. So, she sent me to call ‘that nice young man from next door’, in her own words, to help out.The door was ajar as I stepped in front of his house. After knocking a few times, to no avail, I stepped in. I knew the guy (Luc’s his name) was in; I had just seen him staring at me a few minutes ago.As I walked inside I heard soft, muffled moans. I walked. Herface flushed and excited and Maxi’s kiss replaying overand over in her mind.That night at home she avoided her husband who wasdrunk and went into the bathroom to shave herselfclean. By the time she had finished she had orgasmedtwice.The next day she went straight to Maxis office. Maxistared at her with that winning all knowing smile.“Something tells me we are going to see some incrediblysexy photos of you.”Angela smiled almost innocently.“Yes. Ill do it. And yet another odd thing was that both Stephanie and Marie kept on pumping me --somewhat nervously -- about what the old girl and I had been discussing. I told them that it was nothing important because mostly the old girl had been asking about my life and me. Well, up until Tracy had come into the picture anyway. She appeared to understand that Tracy was a part of my life that I no longer wanted to remember. Mind you, she also told me that Marie's ex-husband had been a real ... Well she.