"I have the ability to make your Mother go beet red at the drop of a hat," Dad bragged smugly, trying to be sly, knowing I knew exactly what he meant."Just go, William," Mom urged, clearly embarrassed."See you soon, son," Dad said."It was a real pleasure meeting you, Kevin," Portia said, stressing the word pleasure and slyly squeezing my dick as she sashayed past me."The pleasure was all mine," I returned, as they headed out.As soon as the door was closed, Mom asked, "Did you actually have fun at the lake, Kevin?""Surprisingly, yes," I nodded. "I learned a lot.""Like what?" Mom asked skeptically."How to fish," I said, before adding, my explanation dripping with hints, "For example, when it comes to fishing, it's all about the rod.""Not the lure?" Mom asked."The rod is the lure," I said bluntly."Oh, okay," she said, not understanding what I was talking about. "Supper will be ready in twenty.""I'm going to take a shower," I said."I thought you already did that," Mom said."
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