I had some vacation time saved up from my job, so I took time off and went ahead with it. At that point, I wasn’t sure it would matter to anyone but... me and my mother, but I was ready.It also was nice because I really did have a choice this time. My mother encouraged it, but the decision was mine to make. I doubt that I’d have made that if it weren’t for what I’d already been through. It had kind of reached the point where the surgery just confirmed things. Even if I moved out, I was never going. He felt that the Annex Project was on the cusp of a breakthrough. He and Edwin—or, that is, Ed—had patched things up in a big way and Cal thought that this time it might stick. Even his dad’s episode might have been a blessing. He had long wondered how long it might have been before his father’s extra weight and vegetable-free diet would catch up with him. He knew that his mother would make him heed the warning.So, as always, Cal weighed the good and the bad. He wasn’t sure where the balance on. Gosh, is this kinky? You wondered, sliding your gloved fingers inside your panties. Oh! That feels like somebody else touching me there. The gloves feel like they’re lubricated.. Ah no. You can’t help but spread your legs wider and slide your gloved hands inside your panties. One hand roaming over and between your ass cheeks and the other down to touch your clit and lips. Urggg. This is so hot I love it.You know you haven’t got too much time so you must focus on the plan, so you step forwards. "Oh, I'm sure you're good", was all she said. But what did she mean, I wondered. Was she saying it like, "I know you're good, you've been boring a hole in my right ass check since we left" or was it a sarcastic "yeah right you're good, this can't be comfortable for you" kind of statement. As I pondered this for a second or two she said, "why did you stop?" I really didn't know what she was talking about for a second, then I knew. "Huh?" , I said, trying to think of what to say to that. .