Oh!” on and on until my middle finger came to something wet and warm within the folds of softness – a slight swelling – and her legs parted even more as she cried “Yes! Mom xxx But I could tell she was intrigued. “Well, I won!” I exclaimed “so what’s my prize?” “Ummm — a backrub?” she suggested. She was something to see! That was awesome!” Then she turned and looked at me with something brand new in her eyes – a look of wonderful contentment and joy – and in another instant there was a hint of mischief. We made it back to her house and scrounged some lunch – baloney sandwiches and chips we munched on in front of the TV.
