“Honey, uhhmmm, I didn’t think we would have this talk for a while, but I
guess now is as good a time as ever. xxx sex Damn!”
“I don’t want to talk to you.” Bart whined and lied down on his bed. Then she found a dry spot and bent over
to tuck her not-so-little boy in. “Unngh” Edna moaned, but remained asleep. “He thought I can’t wait to see Mrs. Maybe I should talk to Homer. I have to talk to him. I mean shoot, I have to go to
school. Marge told Lisa that Bart
was sick and wasn’t going to school today. He had never thought of his mom as anything more but his mom, but
now, he thought about her in a different way. Her hair
tickled his chin in a most sensuous way as she blew her little boy. “I know just how to wake her up.” Bart thought to himself. “Why in the hell did you do that!!!” A few silent
moments went by as Marge arranged her thoughts. Then Bart pulled Marge’s head down to his dick, and
she started to suck. I guess I should keep him home from
school today, and tell him about uhhmmm relationships.”
Bart was so embarrassed that he never came down. He
started to shiver and Marge reached to put the sheet over him. But, before she said
anything, Bart said, “Oh, I think I know why,” and he started to reach for
his dick.
