"Oh," I said, "what sort of favor." This sounded interesting -- I wondered where he was going. "Well, I was getting jealous of myself a few minutes ag...o," he said, "when you said how I used to touch your legs when I was little. I'm surprised I don't remember. It's hard to believe I'd forget something like that." I laughed. "Legs are just legs, hon," I said, "everyone has two -- or almost everyone, I guess." "Yours are different, Mom," he said. "Go ask the guys -- they will all tell you how hot. I push in as deep as I can and hold her tight as she shivers under me from the height of pleasure the whole of her body is experiencing.“I don’t think I’ll be able to walk tomorrow,” she mutters as her eyelids gently open.“We’ll worry about that tomorrow,” I almost growl at her as I pull out and turn her over.Now that we’ve made love, my animalistic instinct kicks in and I want to give her a brutal fucking before I ejaculate. By the look on my face, she can see I’ve reached a different level. Wanna go out and get something to eat, or get a pizza delivered?" I eat too much pizza. That's why my face looks like one." You had that ONE major zit two weeks ago. It's gone. You're doing good."She smiled. Yes, I pay attention, and yes, she KNOWS I pay attention. I guess it's a delicate little dance. As long as she's smiling when I show up, I'm good with it. And she doesn't HAVE to show up at all, so I'm sure that she's engaging in her own version of the dance.Sherry still shows up. She knows. "I'm sorry to bother you, man, but do you have some change or dollar or something?"Doug suspected this was coming from their first interaction. He was used to saying "No" to panhandlers and beggars on the streets and the subway, but sometimes he relented, and he would have done so here. Unfortunately he didn't have any change on him. It occurred to him that he had about 75 cents in quarters up on the desk in his apartment. Even that bit of exertion would usually result in a "No," but what the.