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A Day on the Dunes

Date: 10/6/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: guy120, Rating: 97, Source: xHamster

minute. I retrieved the First Aid kit and his change of clothes and put them on the passenger seat next to Steve. “What are you gunna do Mom?” “I’m gunna get those cactus needles off you, Sweetie.” It was a really good First Aid kit. It had everything in it. I could probably set a broken leg and maybe even take out a bad appendix with this First Aid kit and maybe an extra roll of paper towels. I took the tweezers and the antiseptic wipes out of the case and told my son to show me his left side. He turned and faced the inside of the truck as I got squatted down and began pulling the needles out of his thigh with the tweezers. “Does that hurt Steve?” “Not really... ...Are there a lot?” “Not a whole lot as far as I can tell, but they’re pretty hard to see.” Then I looked up at my son and told him, “We’re gunna have to get your underwear off you know...” I knew how he’d feel about that and I tried really hard not to smile when I said it but I could feel the corner of my mouth curling up a tiny bit. “What?” He moaned. “Well... ...there’s a bunch that are stuck to your underwear Honey. I’m thinking that most of them will stay on your briefs when we take them off.” “We!” He sighed, embarrassed even more. He looked around constantly to make sure that no one was pulling into the parking area. “Yes ‘We’” I told him. “You can’t be taking off my underwear…You’re my mom.” “I took your underwear off for the first seven years of your life Steven.” I smiled. “I know but…Well…Now I’m grown ... up.” He tells me with a certain measure of pride. It was kinda hard to take him seriously with him standing there in his underwear looking around like a small monkey in the middle of an unruly heard of wildebeest. “Would you prefer we wait for somebody to drive up and you can ask THEM if they’d mind giving you a hand?” “Nooooo…” “OK then.” I stood up and told him my plan. “I need you to slide both your hands down into the front of your briefs and I’m going to slide both my hands down the back...” “You’re k**ding?” He moaned as he shook his head and looked around again. Then he rested his forehead on the frame of the side window. “Do you want all these needles out?” “Yessssss...” He moaned. “Well then... ...When we get our hands down your underwear....” I smiled a little. I couldn’t help it. “Moooooom!” “Sorry... ...when we get our hands down there... ...we need to pull the material out as far as we can away from your body. We’ll try to slide the underwear down and off without rubbing them against you. Hopefully most of the needles will come with them.” “Hopefully? … Most?”” He asked with a sad look in his eyes. “That’s the plan.” I told him. He just looked at me for a minute, then he scanned the area again. Content for the moment that we were along, he rested his head down again on the top of the door and sighed this long agonizing sigh. You’d have thought I was asking him to squat down in the display window of Macy’s and take a shit…Mid-day on Christmas Eve! “Do you have a ...