Her use of the c-word and her opinion of my pubic hair hit me like a punch and I gasped a shuddering breath. Her snorting laugh deepened my embarrassm...ent. "I guess it's still a giant hairy mess, then?" she inquired, sure of the answer. I nodded, silent. "Hello? Earth to Sonia? You still there?" "Yes, yes, I'm here," I mumbled. "Well? Is it a giant hairy mess, still?" "Yes," I admitted softly. "Yes, it is." "Uh huh," she confirmed. "What are you wearing, Sonia?" "Uh, sweats. And a tee shirt.". Tingling in my pussy gave way to trembling then shaking as my juices flooded him. I was out of it, muttering stuff I truly hoped he’d understand, looking him straight in the eyes. He smiled, tilted his head back slightly and came in me like a silent gun going off. His cream spurted deep into me, hotter than the sun itself, filling every part of me, streaming through my body like a ghost taking me over. Then I reckon I came again, not sure but it really felt like it. Then I was limp, hanging. He drove us to a central park which was one of the biggest inthe city and was a famous resort for the love birds. There were manybushes, etc where one could find couples making love. First I thoughtRahall would not make love with me like others did. But I was surprisedwhen he took me in his arms and we went to a tall bush whose insidecould not be seen unless one came into it.We went in. we sat down there, he asked me to sleep in his lap. I didthat. Felt like heaven! He started caressing my. "Any idea how my bra got into your drawer and why it is damp ... Jerry?" Yeah mom I do." So I stood there not saying a word."Well?" I realized she also wanted me to explain why her bra was in my drawer."Why is it so damp Jerry?" I was holding it ... Mom." I believe that Jerry, that you were holding it, as it would be so easy to wipe up the mess after you came into it ... Right?"Bob Dylan's song, "My back pages." comes to mind as he speaks of crimson flames and I am telling you said flames were.