" "Sweet dreams. Bye." I signed off before he had a chance to reply to anything. I desperately felt the urge to find a quiet place to play with myself..., but didn't have the time. I hurried over to the dive shop to begin assembling equipment. The whole time thinking about what fun I could be having with Matthew. I was a little distracted all afternoon and tried not to let my wander. Yet it did, and I found my thoughts going back to meeting Matthew and being used as his sex toy. We had both talked. They stand and fight for what they want."It took a moment before the priest said, "I tried to work in that he would not be a religious zealot. An open mind is all I can hope for and perhaps he will see the benefits of the original gods of Rome." What else have you put in? You ask me to moderate my terms and I have to know what you wish to accomplish."Again, there was a pause then the priest said, "For my religion to be safe, we need a strong people. You already have strong arms. Beyond that, I. The temptation to lower my hand and grab her tight little ass was so overwhelming I almost gave in to it, but I knew that would end our dance. I wouldn’t give up that feeling of gliding across the floor with her for anything. Even her natural scent as she nestled against me was intoxicating. Years later, I can still remember every touch, movement and smell from that first dance. After the DJ changed songs, we moved apart and looked at each other, uncertain what to say or do. Her eyes allowed me. . and maybe make a buck or two,” he said with a chuckle. “I certainly never thought I’d be standing here talking about it with my own son, but I think it’s a good opportunity to let you in on my secret ... Seeing as how you’re already familiar with my collection.”“Does Mom know?” I blurted out. I couldn’t imagine Mom condoning these publications, but then again, I viewed her as a “mother” and not as a sexual being.“Even though your Mom and I share almost everything, Charlie, this was something.