In his shower, the water cool, slightly easing his red sunburnt skin, Barry looked to his feet, defeated. That’s her birth month’s gemstone. His mother was looking at Wendy and Wade, all three of them still sitting in the shallow end, Barry watched her shrug; Wendy made a gesture to Brandy and Wade, pointing at them. Barry found himself chest deep in water when his mother appeared behind him, throwing her arms around him, jumping up. “I was joking,” She wiggled her hips against his cock. Nothing is working.”
“You still have one final method.”
Barry shook his head, sitting in the sand. “You’re welcome,” Barry whispered, sitting alone on his bed. The neighbor joined Brandy, commenting on how nice it was of her son to do that. That’s nice of you.”
He watched her leave, meeting up with a neighbor.
