The next morning I woke up still feeling anxious about yesterday's peeping but I just tried to shake it off, My mom shouted “Jason you have to take ...the trash out get up it's already 9AM”. I just replied “I'm already up, wait I'll come down in a minute”I was really worried if by chance I meet or even see her outside so before going out I took a nice look outside just to check and she wasn't there so I quickly dumped the trash and entered, It was a school holiday that day so I just sat at home. He was not completely shocked, it WAS the Ozarks, so answered, “Yes, I don’t have anyone to take care of me.” Having noticed the tent in his pants, she unzipped him for his first blow job and promised to take care of him better when she came to work. He got hard again at the thought and got blown again.He beat off frequently waiting for Sunday after church when she would come to his apartment. She brought her workin’ clothes and got busy. There was plenty to do and he helped so he could be. He blushed and stuttered horribly, but finally confessed that he liked to watch girls urinate. She shut her eyes and spread her legs for him and began to pee. HE squatted down and watched and moaned and jerked his small cock. The waves of self-loathing and self-pity threatened to overwhelm her. She had never intended to become what she was, a drunken, stoned whore. The self-pity and bitterness quickly turned to anger. ‘Got something you might like,’ the guy said and used his belt to tourniquet. I ... I was with my old high school friends. It was girls only, a real pajama party. I was so happy, I had to call you. You made it possible." Don't apologize. You may not believe me, but your call made my day. Next time, you better call me while you are still sober. I was thinking of having Sheriff Cramer perform an alcohol test on you, Ms. Jorgensen."She froze for a second, but then she saw my grin and slapped my arm. That made her freeze again. "Sorry!" she squeaked."Let's see, consumption.