Only 60 more to go.Gate by gate, you walk along the terminal. You look into the shops as you pass, looking for clothing that you might find appealing,... or some implement of pleasure or pain hiding in plain sight. Every time your breath starts to accelerate you fear you might come and remember the consequences. Blushing lipstick red from your memories with me you proceed onward.At last, long last, you get to your gate. Just in time, too - my plane has just taxied up to the gate. It won’t be. Men don’t openly check one another out the way women do in the dressing room, being one example. Terry’s revelation led to me telling him about the Djinn, the curse/blessing of my maternal family going back hundreds of years. He was dubious at first but was willing to listen. Finally, I took Terry home and introduce him to Victor; I followed that up by making a wish to prove it. We put that wish to the test right away.What was the wish? I can tell you it wasn’t Earth-shattering. No, it was a. As I sat there on the sofa, I knew it was time to get back to the gym. I was set to return to school in a week and my routine could start again. I decided to hold off until my mother went back to work then begin my training again. About thirty minutes later the pizza arrived and we both ate at the kitchen table. I was surprised to see how well we both handled the night before. In fact, our relationship seemed to be better with my mom seeming much younger than she really was. She was not shy. We would sixty-nine each other than I would submit to his anal assault. Needless to say I was worn out, my butt hole was sore and dripping numerous deposits of Steve's sperm. My mouth was aching from sucking on his cock and keeping him aroused. Anyway, I had made my way back to the dorm and undressed. I figured that no one would be in the communal shower and that I could go there shower and empty out most of Steve's sex juices. I was in the shower enjoying the warmest of the water cascading.