Or why he came to their door in his baseball uniform; and their daughter came down the stairs in her cheerleader outfit.Lori surprised him by settling... into the seat next to him on the bench seat of his old pickup. He couldn't help but admire the long legs that stretched out from under her short cheerleading skirt."That's not a regulation length skirt, is it?" he asked, willingly his voice to be whimsical. He gestured with unconscious familiarity, remembering wistfully of the firmness of her. We're talking to different people; periodically Dana and I will say something to one another over Patty, who's sitting between us. When Patty gets up to see someone out, Dana slid off the arm of the couch and next to me. Hip to hip. I remember noticing immediately that her thigh was warm against mine."Well hello!" she said.I don't want to sound arrogant, but this was the moment I knew I was going to get fucked. This just happens sometimes, if too rarely, but it happens. You meet someone and. “She literally gives herself to me as her way of saying thanks. For example, did you know she really, really loves me fucking her in the ass? I suppose I have you to thank for that. You must have trained her to think putting up with bad anal was the way she was to say thank you to a man who had done something nice. Of course, what she wasn’t ready for was how fun it could be with a man who was interested in her pleasure, was patient but insistent and knew what he was doing. Did she beg you to. .. there were times when ... Ugh. There were times when I would wake up and ... feel you pressing against me. I mean, you had an erection. And you were pressing it against me. Do you remember that?”“Mom I... ,” David began. “I, I don’t think so.” He looked up at the ceiling, trying to remember the period in time. “Shit, Mom. I have the most vague recollection, that I might have been having ... wet dreams at that time. I don’t think I knew that I had a hard on and that I was pushing it against.