There was nothing I could do about it now so I got out of bed had a shower and started getting dressed. While I was pulling my pants up I felt an itch...ing on my legs and when I got them around my cock and balls they started itching as well. 'Must be something to do with the shaving I thought and went to get my breakfast. The itching didnt stop, if anything it got worse. Before I left for work I went back to the bedroom and tried a different pair of pants but if anything they were even more. A work thing, he said.”“Oh.” Laura had a disgusted look on her face. “Let’s go. I’m hungry.”We went to one of the better Chinese restaurants and were seated at a booth. We had been here before and knew what was good, so we were ready to order food and drinks as soon as the waiter brought over the complimentary tea.We chatted about work and our boys. Laura went on and on about her son Stan and how proud she was of him. Of course, I told her how I thought John was doing so well in college and. Very good!"The man spoke suggestively, which was kind of creepy. He seemed to be fascinated and intrigued by the idea of my mother and I being a couple. "How much will this be?" my mother said, reaching inside of her purse."For you, free of charge." Please, I insist, how much? I can't accept this for free."He shook his head. "You two are very nice people. Put your money away. This is free. Next time you can pay."My mother smiled, "You're a very sweet man. Thank you." Enjoy the drink, both of. . Although I’d been in Asia awhile, traveled extensively throughout the continent, because of the mental image I had of Vietnam, because of the war, communism, I’d always had an aversion to visiting.Even though a few friends, coworkers had loved traveling in Vietnam, praised and recommended it highly, I still couldn’t bring myself to go.I felt guilty, shitty. About us inflicting so much death. I especially felt ashamed after learning about “Agent Orange,” and how that affected, and continues to.