"I'd stay and chat but there's a lot of people that need me to see 'em today. Some of 'em I actually want to see." As he slid into the seat, he said, ..."We still need to get together, you an' Nikki, and my bunch." Well, If we both get back to sanity, we'll do that." Don't make me haul you to the duck camp one weekend," he laughed. "Me and the bunch go there before the season opens, clean up, straighten things, and have a family weekend. Might be fun for you an' Nikki."Nikki smiled. "Just might. She had to reach up on her toes to tell me, across the loudness of the music, "I have not been dancing in years honey!" Mom caught my eye and I could see that she was thinking about something before she again leaned toward my ear, "I don't remember the last time I felt so... sexy."Her use of that word startled me and I turned my head to look into her eyes, her face held an impish embarrassment. Mothers are not supposed to be, or feel, sexy... are they?Then I felt it. And again.Mother was. The flashlight was hardly a technical marvel, but the novelty of only having to shake it for light, never having to worry about batteries, was enough to make Sam click the buy button. As soon as he shook the flashlight and turned it on for the first time, the idea lit up in his head along with the LED. The motion of shaking it to power it up was similar to something that he was all too familiar with, while the shape spoke of something else entirely. Only someone as socially awkward and sexually. "So, you have no interest at all," Steve clarified.Paula gave him an odd look. "Do you have a strap-on?" she asked."Yeah," Steve admitted.Paula smirked. "Well, we can't take it back to the store so let's use it."What followed was Paula putting on the strap-on and enthusiasticallypenetrating Steve with it. They used lube, but it wasn't enough. Stevefelt pain and discomfort the entire time. Paula then jerked him off to endit.***Steve was ashamed to admit what happened to his bar buddies. "Damn!".