) That in some ways workedto my advantage. We were never really too terribly forced into traditionalgender roles around the home. We also didn't have ...any exposure to religionmany have in a small town. Of course part of the reason the gender roleswere never enforced strictly was that my parents weren't very good atguidance in general. My father was more for focusing of pot as a copingmechanism for the PTSD he ended up with after being drafted into Vietnam.My mother was always a bit self-absorbed. “Charles, as much as I enjoy schlepping around ... carrying the laptop all the time, couldn’t we change over to using thumb drives instead of CD’s?”“Well, wouldn’t you still need the laptop for me to pick the songs from?”“Thumb drives aren’t nearly as expensive as they were when they first came out. We could create a six, eight, twelve, or however many songs, preselected. If we do that in advance, I could also provide a list, on paper for whoever we are giving it to.”“Making a list in advance. I pulled onto Joan's driveway and let myself in through the back door. I found her in the lounge doing some ironing. She had her back to me and was facing the window looking into the road outside.She was wearing a dressing gownwhich was tied at the waist in a loose bow. Where she was standing left very little room between her, the ironing board and a large armchair meaning I had to squeeze by her to get into the room. As i pushed by I jokingly tickled her waist and said ' Come on you old tart,. You can see the red scar on his cock head. No, Basil and Ifuck frantically, and constantly. HE fucks me as many times as I want to cum,and holds back every time. Then Basil gives me a nice massage and I go to sleepand Basil takes a cold shower.? As Lindy said this, she reached out and idly stroked Basil?spurple erection. Basil moaned as Lindy?s limber fingers wandered up and downhis stiff, long denied shaft. ?God, you?re good at the hand jobs, Lindy? Hugh said,admiring. ?And I?m ambidextrous.?.