But I tried not to let it show. We got to our lane and put on our shoes. He was up first and his first try seemed like it was good before curving into... the gutter.“Oh no!” I said, “you were so close!”He did better on his next try and wound up knocking down a few pins. Now it was my turn. I picked up the lightest ball I could handle and got ready to take my shot. But before I did, I wiggled my butt a bit hoping he’d see. Not very motherly, I admit, but I wanted to tease him. My first throw wasn’t. Pam, I and her daughter drove off to the south coast together to see it. It was a long day away in each others company and we need a bit of space between us and her after the event.On the Thursday we spent most of the morning in bed, recovering fro the long drive the day before. The Friday Pam went back into work and rang home to ask her daughter to be out Friday night, to give Pam and I a bit of time together. Surprisingly enough she agreed.So on a sunny Friday evening we got out our cycles. She seemed destined to suffer in silence.Nancy's one activity in which she found comfort was listening to music. She particularly liked the album 'Just Jimmy Reed', which her cousin had bought her on a trip to Chicago. She would listen to side one over and over, basking in the primal rhythms and sexual motifs while getting lost in the sound of Jimmy's deep, rich voice.One night, while lying on the bed naked, she began to cuddle up with her favorite blanket. It was a quilt her aunt made for her. I was surrounded by lips that kissed me, chests with firm nipples that caressed my chest, and hands that were stimulating me all over.A husky voice told me, "Lay back, Sal. You're needed by all of us. Enjoy us and give us the pleasure we seek.I was now wound up, ready to shoot gallons into the first opportunistic pussy I could find. The thought came to me that the only women who weren't under repair right now were Suki and Rita, but all the women seemed to be around me. I wondered what was.