Going home would be fun at first but I knew all too well how dull it would turn out to be. No parties. No college friends. No petite flirty college gi...rls with perfect perky tits. Damn. I loaded my 4x4 with the last of my stuff, said good-bye to a few friends, and started the three hour trek from Pennsylvania to Long Island. The roads were pretty clear save for a minor jam up in the Lincoln Tunnel and I wound up pulling into my driveway shortly after 4 that afternoon, a half an hour ahead of. When he lifted the phase wire by himself it was very heavy and he tried to throw it off of the crossarm. When he did that the wire jerked him out of the bucket and he went down with it. He had landed astraddle of the hot wire and when his foot touched the ground the wire flashed and burned him in his groin area.He told me he was heading for California to look for a new way to make a living. I told him that maybe he could find a Contractor that wanted to hire a Lineman that knew the equipment to. "John has been the only one." Ann whispered in Kathy's ear. She could feel the hard tips of Kathy's breasts jabbing into her own mounds."Tim too." Kathy said as her lips lightly brushed Ann's earlobe. Both of their faces opened and turned until their lips were lined up together. Neither opened their eyes as their soft lips moved forward."I've never." Kathy whispered as her mouth opened and her tongue moved forward to taste Ann's lipstick."Me neither." Ann whispered, as she tasted a woman's. Later in life, of course, he discovered that her display of nudity to him was not that accidental but something extremely exciting to both of them. As an adult when they finally became sexually active, it was like a dam had burst with a release of sexual tension. They both wondered whether this sexual tension always existed between a mother and son that rarely got realized. Maybe all sexual relationships were proxy i****tual relationships that vainly tried to capture the magic and passion of.