Evan Taylor was Patricia’s son. A very bright and some might have believed, though wrong in doing so, that he was autistic.His iq was offidially recognised as being OVER 160!!  By the age of 8,. he had mastered, apart from his native language, English, two others; fluently. Spanish, Korean..

He was also tying up the loose ends re his learning Japanese. A true as one might say, polyglot.

At 6ft 2 inches. he towered above Patricia, which often, caused some amusement to us in the studio, when he visited her. ‘Ah a lanky lad! Brains as well as beauty eh Pat’ She would grin, soaking up the praise, as any proud parent would.

Pat had gone through all of the usual teenage adolescence with help from those who also had kids going though ‘puberty’. Tim who was one of those ‘caretakers’ of the studio and who often ran errands for those who wanted a takeaway meal of coffee, would be reminding Pat that she had it somewhat easy.

As a parent with two TWIN girls?
Ah the outbreak within, their household, of what could only be viewed AND experienced as a living hell manifested in both of them going through ‘puberty’.

Luckily his wife could call on ‘Grandma’ to take control which had restored some peace to the household. For some reason the girls had a lot of love AND respect for her.

He concluded, that that, was probably due, to the early toddler era where Grandma, took the girls for the odd weekends, giving some much needed respite, for him and his wife.
Leila and Brea were spoiled, no disputing that.

Evan attended the same Private school as the twins. Thus when they met up especially re the studio, an exchange was mostly cordial. However Evan liked to emphasize that his space was highly prized. If you weren’t invited to share in it?

Tamsin was a neighbour who lived with a short walking distance of Pat. She was regarded with some disdain by Pat. A loose woman might be one interpretation. Makeup, perfume, the way she dressed so provocatively?  Tim’s daughters liked her and Tamsin could relate to a lot of their likes and dislikes, especially where media was concerned. That alone was enough to cause some animosity. As fpr Evan??

Ah, purely by chance. when he was  in the local convenience store, top shelf with his hands, gripped on the latest copy of ‘Hustle’ . He had not seen her, moving in close to him, his attention somewhat with eyes fixated, on the cover of the female wearing a pvc outfit, chains and a lot more re bondage? .

‘Wow’ ! Her eyes too were now taking in the full cover and it ‘s contents. She avoided reacting to his reaction at seeing her obviously more than aware of what she was concluding could be a defintie ‘fetish’ on his part. ‘I’ve got some curtains that need changing, BUT! as you can see’.

Her hand pointed to her left hand. It was red and swollen. ‘Hell if I didn’t catch it in the car door. Bloody painful! Won’t be doing that again!’  ‘You should put some ice on that!’  Her reply had been succinct and to the point. ‘I used a bag of frozen peas from the freezer. The hand is a lot less swollen.’

Ah the ‘puberty’ kicking in. Evan was fully aware of the stirring in his loins. At 17 years old he was feeling the movement and moved to try and compensate for the now ever increasing bulge.

Tamsin was 29 and divorced. The smell of her perfume, lingered on his nostrils. She was so close, he could take a few more steps closer and look downward taking in the expanse of two beautifully well tucked in, assets.

Porn magazines, or being caught by chance, with some spamming of porn on his laptop? The image came to mind of similar ‘assets’ WITHOUT restraint ?
Tamsin interrupted his thoughts. ‘So, any chance you could help me?’

‘Yeah, sure. When?’ ‘How about right now? As good a time as any eh?’
Tamsin noted the sandwich in his hands. Pat was at the studio and would NOT be at home, It was NOT that Evan couldn’t cook himself a meal BUT!

‘Help me out and I’ll cook you a meal’. She paused, smiled. ;I’m a really good cook!’ She took the sandwich from his hands and stepping over to the cooler cabinet replaced it on the shelf.

Thus it would be ten minutes later that he was stood in her lounge. Well furnished and he liked her choices. The artwork was also something, not to be missed. ‘I do like erotic art’.

How the hell he thought as he glanced at the picture, do they manage that position?
A totally naked couple, interlocked bodies, mimicking some position he recognized, from having viewed his dad’s book, on the ‘Kama Sutra’?

Tamsin moved in closer to him. ‘Oh yes, it is more than possible’ She leaned in and whispered in his ear. ‘Be a good boy for helping me AND I will show you just how good that is!’ Ah slut talk. Yet somehow he was not the least put off by it.

It would take him less than an hour to remove and replace her curtains for her. Of course it had to be the BEDROOM curtains. The KINGSIZE bed was truly a sight to behold. Laid on top of it was a set of lingerie that she now picked up.

Leaning in almost on top of him, she hissed with her breath caressing his face.
‘Why don’t you slip into bed.’ Her hand slid downwards, to squeeze gently as he groaned, much to her more than apparent pleasure? Damm was he big! She disappeared into the bathroom.

Rubbers? Dad had taken him aside, when he thought it was appropriate, to have the usual talk? He had handed him some rubbers. ‘I kept mine in my wallet’. He had grinned. ‘Keep then close son. Your mom keeps reminding me, you’re a good looking handsome lad, the girls let alone some women will look to taking advantage of that!’

When Tamsin reappeared? Forget about the pictures, the movies. In the flesh the sight of her with the lingerie, left nothing to the imagination. Well almost.

She asked him one question before ‘taking hm in hand’. ‘First time?’ He nodded as she sat down on the bed to whisper to him.

‘I’m going to make sure you NEVER forget YOUR first, by the time we finish the night I will teach you, so much on how to please your woman, to control your output, to take any woman and have her completely, at your mercy.’

Several hours later? She had been the master or was it mistress, of all that followed He had panicked when within seconds or so it seemed he had been cursing at how quick he had relieved himself.

HOWEVER by the end of the night? Experience, her teaching him some simple tricks to give him control? The maser reborn was as she commented, a more than capable student.

Before he left, she sat him down. ‘You are a real stud! Don’t let anyone, give you cause to think otherwise! It’s been a while since I enjoyed myself so much.

You’ve got my number, anytime you want a repeat performance OR to learn some more, give me a call!

NOW, some other advice and listen up, carefully!
You are BIG! Some women may find that terrifying! Some will go crazy the moment they rest their eyes let alone their lips on that! BUT!  If it warrants it, LUBE LUBE ! ‘

She moved toward the bedside cabinet. Sliding the drawer open she pulled out several sachets hading them to him. Put those in with your rubbers!’ Lastly and I need to emphasize this! She leaned in close to whisper in his ear.
‘With what you have, NOT there! Do you understand? They may do that in some porn movies ? NOT there re YOU! I will give you some reading homework. It’s called a prolapse. ‘

He was more than aware of what she was telling him. It would serve him well re future encounters. For now? He was exhausted as he staggered out and headed home to end up passing his mother on her way out to work?

Pat was acknowledging his presence, though not questioning ,where he had been all night? NOT that it crossed her mind, other than he was retuning from his friends? Nothing new there. Also she was still not going to push any buttons re his responses as a result of his ‘puberty’?  She has sworn however that she sensed there was a definite spring in his step AND a smirk on his lips?

As for the smell of perfume?? Now where had she smelt that before? As he walked into the kitchen, his father was sat drinking tea. He offered to pour Evan one but was declined. Leaving the kitchen to head up to his room AND some much needed rest! His dad sniffed the air? A smile across his lips. He must remember to reward Tam the next time he saw her.