I just wanted to know about the size of a black man's cock."Ben, don’t talk like that. Nobody is leaving, nobody is splitting up. This is just about... the difference between a white man and a black man's cock. Nothing more. I’ve told you Kevin has nothing to speak of down there. So what do you say? Are you gonna show me?"'Yes, I'll show you, but you know I want more than that." What exactly do you want?”“Damn, Shelby, what is wrong with you? All the flirting we’ve done, you know how I feel. I. Her fingers curled around it.“Oh, Shravan,”, she murmured, “We can’t.”“We already have, Mom!”, I whispered, and covered her mouth with mine.As the kiss got hotter, Mom broke away.“No, Shravan, this is wrong!”, she whispered hoarsely.She said it without conviction, so I placed a hand on her right tit, and began fondling her through the silky material of her nightie.Mom’s fingers felt so good around my cock.“But Shravan, you’re my son”, said Mom, her voice almost a moan.“I know, Mom, but that. Curlier hair, darker skin. The projection was so detailed that I could see that one dark eyebrow was slightly straighter than the other, rising above the outside corner of her left eye like a gull’s wing in flight.“Indid. One of Earth’s greatest and oldest cultures. And...” she looked up, surprised by the information Ship was providing her. “Hallstatt. Nothing to do with you,” she added quickly.I felt a sudden, sharp sense of disappointment, as if Mother had robbed me of a birthright. I knew. " Tess," I said with a suddenly thick throat, "Your mom isn't gonna be home by Friday. Maybe she'll be awake by then – maybe not. She's going to be in the hospital a long, long time. But we'll take lots of pictures and even a movie and she can see it later." Have to remember to keep Friday clear."Oh." She was crying again, quietly. "OK." She tried to reach up and touch Crys's hand (the traction rig kept her arms back and to the sides). She looked back at me with a pitiful glance; I went over.