"I didn't say that." Mona felt herself growing brittle.

"Maybe you're ashamed because we go to bed and make it. You're shamed to enjoy yourself."

"Mona, you're putting words in my mouth…" He smiled at her then. Mona felt the tension break.

"Honey, that's not the only thing I'd like to put in your mouth."

"Ohh Merle, honey… let's not fight." She hugged him. Yet the excitement was gone now. She wanted to end the date and get inside. Merle felt her tugging back towards the door.

"Mona, you're thirty-six years old. You have the right to take what you want from life. Brother or no brother…"

"Robby is so young… he might not understand."

"Twenty-one isn't that young. He's getting his share, don't you worry."

"You make it mound so…"

"Sexy," Merle growled and laughed. He worked a hand under her blouse. Mona looked wistfully at the porch light. She wanted to be up by it unlocking the door. Why? Was she really worried about what her younger brother might think of her? A cloud of confusing thoughts nomad to veil her mind. Merle was loosening her bra now. His fingers gingerly pinched the large brown nipple and, as it filled with blood, Mona sucked a sharp breath.

"Nooo!" She caught his wrist hard. Merle slumped back in his seat. She could tell he was mad. "Merle… I…" She saw the bulging swell at the crotch of his pants. There would be only one way to get rid of him without hurting his feelings further. She found his fly and unzipped it quickly.

"Mona, baby…!"

"Do you have something I can use? Something gooey?" Merle's disappointment was obvious when he understood what she meant. He'd been trying to talk her into giving him head for two months. Mona couldn't bring herself to do it. She had a knot in her thinking when it came to that. The thought made her gag. A man's cock! In her mouth! Not that she thought a man's cock was ugly or nasty. But there were some things a woman just didn't put in her mouth. Mona couldn't understand why pictures of couples doing that very thing turned her on something awful. It was a contradiction she chose to ignore and she chose to ignore it now.