"Goodnight, Ben," she spat. "Is this what you really wanted? Time for you and your filthy mind to leave." Look, mom," I replied, standing next to her ...bed, my robe revealing the existence of a hardened cock. "I only want one thing for you and that is for you to cum. My guess is that you haven't been fucked or even touched for ages. And I'm pretty sure you are wet. Maybe you should quit acting like you aren't enjoying this."She didn't answer. She just sat there."I just want to help you cum,. Our line would be solid. We lost Karol Zizka from our linebackers. Josh was up to the task of taking over the middle of our defense. Shawn and Tyler would make sure the defensive backs played up to last year's standard.Offense was going to be the challenge for us in the fall. We lost eight of eleven starters on offense. All of us had read pre-season predictions that identified that problem. We talked about our prospects. None of us expected our team to score the way it did last year. We did. Life was going smooth and steady until one day when my mother fell ill and died. My dad was left alone and I thought he was happy until the day came when I realized he is still young and in need of some intimacy which he missed for quite sometime now without my mother with us. My dad parked his bike near me as I hopped onto it. I clung tightly to him which I am used to quite often. “How was the day, Latha?” he enquired me. “Fine as usual, dad,” I replied back while my fingers were busy. That is, if I hadn’t gotten tired of coffee, which I seldom did.Somewhere in there I made a bowl of instant oatmeal most mornings. No it wasn’t delicious, but it was filling. Filling was about all I managed most days. However some days I did have a delicious and filling breakfast of a giant bran muffin made in Alice’s kitchen. Oh I always made a fuss over the muffins, hoping that with enough flattery I could persuade her to keep making them, without actually asking.I was still finding things.