The three of them meet up in Margaret's bedroom. Margaret walks in and sees Micheal sitting on the edge of her bed, crying. "Micheal honey. What's wro...ng?" Margaret asks sitting down beside her with Emily on the other side. Micheal wipes her face, smiling, "Nothing, I promise. I wanted to give you something." Micheal takes out the gray velvet box handing it to Margaret. Margaret opens the lid and sees a very old cameo. "Micheal, it's beautiful." It was my mother's. I'd like you to have it.". A world of internet meetings, internet dating, internet porn, and internet chat rooms... I met a woman named Linda in a chat room. Linda LOVED to suck cock. She sucked me in the car, on her black couch, anywhere and everywhere. I actually think she liked sucking my cock more than I liked having it sucked and getting a blowjob is my most favorite thing in the world.One problem! Linda did not like cum. She wouldn't swallow it.. hell... she wouldn't even take it in her mouth to spit it out. She. "Sit," I told him and he did, even though he didn't want to. "Good boy." I smiled and rubbed his neck."Well, uh ... I guess he's trained anyway," Dad offered my mom and then looked at me. "Right?" Oh yeah, Brandon's really good." I smiled at my parents, trying to reassure them. "He's a great dog, you'll see."They'd never been much for dogs, or animals of any sort really. I'd grown up living in the upper-middle class suburbs of Seattle where having a dog wasn't a big deal, but my parents had. Giddily I am flirting. I am corny, and cute, humble, helpful, humorous (with good teeth and deep blue eyes), and by some miracle she is buying my shtick!?!Clumsily, as we dry our selves off with a clean beach towel, I had stashed in my trunk, we touch fleetingly here and there, but with increasing frequency. Stray fingers brush bare, soft creamy thigh. She steadies herself dramatically as she builds and sneezes (real, but cute, and not those horrible squeak sneeze deals.) Where she steadies.