"Um, sure, yes Cindy." I tried to compose myself, "go on through there," indicating the dining room because I wanted to be alone in the kitchen where ...I could cool down and work on a way to seduce her again.While I poured a couple of sodas I managed to think clearly and decided that because Cindy had called me a 'gentleman' I should take it slowly with her and not rush her. I could prepare her to come over another night and build the anticipation. I didn't want to miss the opportunity to fuck. She didn’t respond. A minute passed.“Geeze,” he said, gripping her thigh firmly. “Please come down here.”“Greylon!” she reminded him, “Remember what the doctorsaid, no movin’ around in that area … and no sex,” butshe slid down in the floor with him, dragging a cushionwith her for her head. She turned sideways and laid herhand lightly over the pajama crotch. “I don’t want tohurt you.” He put his hand on her. I packed my one good suit in my hard-side suitcase along with a paperback to read and tea fixings for the hotel room. It would be cold on the east coast in early March. I prepared for it.Equipped with my suitcase, a small courier bag containing a laptop and my birth certificate I took the train into Chicago's Union Station. I found out which subway line to take to get to O'Hare Airport and spent a boring hour plus in transit. I made it through 'the grope' line without punching anyone. I'm a. ..looking at me...." Paul, I need to rest. You have exhausted me so much today that my pussy is raw from your pounding and my mouth sore from sucking you. Lets just rest. You can sleep with me here tonight if you want...okay?", I gently sighed and told my son lovingly. I thought to myself I was not really exhausted. I was just trying to find out how far he was willing to go to have me again." But Mom...I cant have enough of you. Look at me...I'm hard again just being with you..." and as I.