Somehow or another Ewan had divined that Denise was no longer with her boyfriend."Say, Denise, you fancy a drink tonight after work?" he asked, jangli...ng the gold bracelet on his arm."No thanks Ewan, but thanks all the same." Oh, go on. You know you want to. You don't want to be spending the nights alone, do you?" Ewan asked. Denise could feel the oil ooze from where she stood. Besides, she told herself, she didn't have to be alone, did she?"No, Ewan, thank you." She turned to go. Stan was. The dock extended out past some trees that slightly concealed the entrance. I noticed people off on distant docks but no one seemed to be on my side of the park. I noticed a man walking around. As he spotted me he turned and headed in my direction. Oh no I thought, someone bored looking to talk...I was not in the mood for conversation. As he approached strolling up the walkway to the dock end where i was, I noticed he was older, maybe pushing 70s, he was wearing jean shorts, and buttoned shirt. Sexually starved mother, is it?" MOM – jeez!" I see that you can dish it out, but you can't take it – can you?" she said. "Did Rose give a reason for giving up on such a fine looking fifteen-year-old stud?" Ironically Mom, she said that I was coming on too strong for her, she wanted to slow things down." So, my little boy's a heartbreaker?" she asked putting the dinner on the table."Actually, JuliAnne – I may just be a Momma's boy. Anybody I meet doesn't even come close to being as nice and as. Now it has been sometime since she has does this. I really was not sure if that was the case, so I started wearing these pajama bottom shorts. The material is fairly thin and the shorts are wide at the thighs, which makes it very for my dick to fall out. One night I decided I’m going to let my dick fall out while sitting with MIL. It was 1:30-2:00 am and I had been drinking bourbon with a splash of water for the past couple of hours. I was really buzzing. My MIL is sitting to my left with both.