I had beer a few times before and I took a sip. He pulled one off for himself. No telling how many he had today. We sat there drinking our beers no...t saying much. He was stealing glances at my cleavage and I just shook my head at his boldness. He said, “You have really great tits. I couldn't believe I got to see them earlier.”I said, “That was thanks to your little brat sons.”He laughed and said my mom was pissed at him and them. He finished his beer while he continued to look at my 16 yr. I thought since we’re expecting it might be an opening for reconciliation. So I sent her a note informing her that I’m pregnant with her grandchild.”“Did you mention me?” Eva asked.“Of course I did.”“How did you become estranged?”“It happened when I was in college. I told you how Miss Bronson suggested I would need to move away in order to feel fulfilled. I was accepted at Mills College in Oakland.”“California?” Eva asked.“Yes, California. My mother didn’t understand why I needed a higher. "Was it such a dreadful ordeal?"Stunned by this development I nodded dumbly as Emily's hand tunnelled between my thighs to my nylon encased manhood. Deftly she slipped her hand inside the panties and slid my penis free. She then began to stroke its velvet foreskin, bringing instant rejuvenation to its shrivelled pride."So you would hope that you would never have to suffer such a horrible experience ever again?"I shook my head wearily, the old soldier enervated by the horrors of war. Promptly. I must say at this point that I was a rough and tumble kid too. My friends and I would wrestle, we would jump off the slide in theplayground instead of sliding down it, and would spin on the merry-go-round as fast as we could until it flung us off into a bush, a friend,or even a tree. All of this happened with no ill effects other thanbeing slightly dazed. The fact that I could not see out of my left eyemeant nothing to my friends or me. We were perfectly normalrambunctious kids in every.