It does no good for you to have part of the fun. Porn sex I got too entangled with it, I lost track of time. Come on. I’ll just get out of your hair. Pleeeease. Nothing. I can’t dwell on them too much. She’s never had a real vacation. Your feet have gotta be killing you.”
She complies, sitting on the sofa, as I go to my kitchen for a couple of bottles of soda. And when that’s released, she’s gonna be more relaxed. I really do love my mom. Three minutes is plenty of time. She can’t be too upset with me for that. Yes! I look up at her to see her head leaned back and her back arched, but her eyes still closed shut. If only I could perform something like this on myself. I try again, louder. Finally, my plan’s coming to fruition. Such a naught mommy. I’ll just get out of your hair. That’d really be something. The more I go, the more proud I’m feeling of myself.
