The call to Tom was less serious. He and I had stayed in touch mostly by e-mail. He had married and was working for a computer firm in Richmond, Va. I... didn't ask his advice because I knew what it would be — go for the most money and the most women.He gave me far different advice, unbidden."When I was in high school, the only thing I could think of was getting out," he said. "When I was in Lexington, I was happier, but I still didn't want to live there. In the last three years I've moved five. Things were looking up! ————————————————– As I peered up through my dark sunglasses, the ship seemed to be taller than any mountain I’d seen. People ran all around, ambled up the ramp, and shouted to those they were leaving behind. It was a madhouse and not exactly what I had been hoping for with my dream getaway. With a wistful sigh, I grabbed my bags and proceeded to be jostled up the ramp as I boarded. Oh well, this was MY vacation and I was going to make the best of it. When I finally. I went out the back door and ran to the back door of my house to limitthe chance that anyone would see me leaving. I quickly ran to my room andgot out of my clothes, then took a shower myself. I had just barelyfinished and gotten dressed in some clean things when Amy arrived.As we sat on the couch, we talked about all sorts of things. We discussedthings like the latest fashions, the hottest bands, and finally (onceagain) the cute boys at school. Once again she asked me which boy Ithought was. She whipped her naked ass up and down swiftly, smacking the hot asscheeks against her son, his cock feeling as if it were reaching depths she had been unaware of. The deeper his cock went, the better it felt to her. She wiggled erotically beneath him, her face turned to one side, resting on the floor as her son fucked her hard. He fucked into her asshole so hard, she felt herself scooting a fraction of an inch on the floor every time he fucked in."Oh, so good!" she sobbed, panting, her eyes.