Promise!Me: (After a long pause and much hesitating) I got aroused by seeing your cleavage.Mom: Ohhhh, is that it. I had guessed it. That is why I all...owed you to continue. So my cleavage makes you more aroused?Me: Yes mom, very much. It’s not only about your cleavage; I was very excited that I am masturbating in front of you. Your presence made me very horny. Oops aroused.Mom: (laughing) Horny, its OK dear, I know what is horny. So, when you are more aroused do you enjoy more? Are you able to. We had a little band going since we were in high school, mostly gospel and country. We had not been together for a long time. The funeral was real nice dad and Jim, Steve my boss, Joe from the shop and Sydney from our church and myself were the pallbearers. The funeral was at our church and a follow-up at the cemetery. Mom and Carrie planned that evening for a potluck dinner at our house. We sat around till about six just talking and remembering. Troy, Carl, Jimmy and Eric came over that. ”This tete-a-tete is suddenly making a sharp turn down a new, and very different path. Bruce just nods in agreement.Lynn smiles at him and goes on, “Sometimes, small quirks or self-imposed ritualistic taboos turn into something more. Like someone always wearing his socks when you are having sex.”Bruce looks questioningly at her and Lynn explains, “If it is because his feet are always cold, not so much; but if it because somehow with socks on makes him feel he is not fully undressed with a. If I have it, it’s yours.”“Dick?” Tiffany asked with a wink.“Maybe not that,” Phil replied.“Typical guy,” Tiffany told him. “Promise me the world and let me down the first time I ask for something. I’m kidding by the way. Well, sort of. I need to get laid in the worst way. You and Slut Girl are like watching a porno close up. But not by you and not by her. I will take a hug though if you’ve got one handy.”Phil wrapped his arms around the diminutive girl and held her tightly to him. Her eyes.