I know he’s working today. You’ll have an appointment with him before lunch.”“Thank you, boss. I really need to get the ball rolling at the ea...rliest possible moment,” I said.“Absolutely,” he said. The call went through and the older man swiveled in his chair away from me to talk to whoever was on the other end, likely Nathan Ferguson himself.Call completed, he swiveled back to face me. “I wasn’t able to get you in before lunch, but I was able to get you in ‘for’ lunch. The Holiday Inn on third. " Can you get me something to eat?" I asked.He nodded and disappeared while I sat on a box and waited. The sun was setting behind me and the cold was rising fast from the river. Bridget herself brought some bread and ham on a plate along with a pitcher of beer. She sat on a stool and watched me eat."You here looking for her?" the Irish girl asked.I nodded and chewed, enjoying the sight of her lush body and ready smile."They ain't holding her," the girl said.I kept eating and listening."She done. The scent of her self enjoyment so thick that it filled my head and my thoughts for the rest of the evening.SundayThe next day was Sunday and as odd a day as I have ever had.I went through the day looking at mom, she looking at me. She wore a short loose skirt, bare legs and a tee-shirt that revealed no brassiere beneath. Whenever she was near, and she frequently found some reason to do so, she touched me - innocently to the naked eye perhaps, but lingering touches, eyelashes flashing, nipples. I admit I often surf internet porn and have been strangely attracted to gay porn in the last couple of years. I often jerk off to gay porn and am fascinated by how uninhibited and downright dirty the male stars perform. Sex with the wife has become somewhat perfunctory and not very frequent, especially as the k**s take more and more of our daily energy. I've had several strange dreams recently that included me engaging in homosexual activities with a variety of friends, co-workers, and.