But we needed to eat and that meant getting us both dressed. We had just reached the pier when one of the crew ran up with a sat-phone. I took the cal...l and was talking with Cari. She was calling to tell me that Felisha had just shown up bloody and beaten. Refused to talk to police or go to an ER. I asked if she would talk to me. Cari said Felisha was sleeping and would have her call if she wanted to talk after she woke. I thanked her and explained to Monica what the call was about. She asked if. Sit here." He patted the couch. "Next to me. I will not bite, I promise. Son, we need to talk." Carl did sit down but at the far end of the couch. He watched his charge warily. "What was that all about?" "Carl I am changing. Outside, inside, in every way. Even or especially in my feelings, ok? I wasn't kidding you know. Your hand on my leg...OH! Delicious! Shocking isn't it, hum? Me, your ancient professor getting turned on by your touch. Look boy, if your going to be any use to. She then closed the envelope, gave me a kiss and said, “I’ll be back in a second. Why don’t you get comfortable and lay on your stomach so I can give you a massage.”After she exited the room I looked at my mom and asked, “What does get comfortable mean?”“It means get naked,” she replied.After I took my clothes off I could see my mom staring at my cock. I then climbed on the bed, got on my stomach and said, “Do you really have to be here when it all goes down?” “Yes,” she said defiantly. “If you. Several members of the church came from as far away as Norwich, Ipswich, Kings Lynn, and even further.If I had been staring at Parson Rachel, it was also true that the parson had been taking in my own cycling dress, and with the sun now directly behind me, she could also see that my skirt was somewhat see through and fairly short. Thinking that my outfit might be a little embarrassing to someone of the clergy, I was very surprised when Parson Rachel said, “I do like your cycling outfit, perfect.