Alexis suspected Mom would accept him no matter what identity heexpressed, but was never sure. She liked talking about abstractions likenews and fashi...on, but verbalizing personal thoughts totally confoundedher. Regarding awkward topics, Mom could comfortably communicate onlythrough actions and gifts.Mother-son communication about growing up had always been especiallydifficult. Alexis's maternal grandfather had frequently been recruitedto talk about boy things. Mom's typical way of implying that. He pulled down the top of Tink’s tunic freeing her full breasts and nipples stiff as wine corks. As Hook’s cock stiffened anew, Tink felt it feeling around for her opening and she reached down to guide him. Before her hands reached him though, Hook was inside her fully, his balls striking her ass. A flash of pain shot through her body like a lightning bolt but it was quickly replaced by comforting warmth, like a soft blanket had covered her, preparing Tink for her next minutes. Hook began. .. we could ... all of us?”I laughed. Her dark eyes and complexion paired with a lascivious grin quickened my pulse. “I thought I wasn’t invited.”Melissa had let go of Willow’s hand and Willow put her hand on Melissa’s knee affectionately. “Well, you know how it is, girls have fun together. Men ... it gets complicated. Can I talk you into a late invitation?” She danced fingertips across my hand.“I’m an easy sell on this idea,” I said. “I can’t think of a dog pile I’d rather be in but I can. " First I need a cigarette," Todd muttered. Being his mother and talking to her boyfriend made him REALLY nervous. His hands shook as he lit the first one of the morning.Lyndsay snorted as she watched her son. God, what a wuss! Always needing cigarettes.You can do this, Todd told himself silently. It's not like anyone could guess. He stared at the phone for a moment, hesitating as he got up the will power. The cigarette calmed his nerves and he hit the speed dial for Jordan's office."Oh, hello.