Stepping naked in front ofthe mirror, he forced himself to look at the figure reflected. Thoughthe figure's eyes were a bit bloodshot, and its hair w...s blonde andpasted to its head with sweat, it wasn't his reflection. It wasAllison's. With more courage than he knew he had, he instructed thereflected face to smile, and the pretty girl did as asked.Breaking eye contact with the girl in the mirror, he glanced down ather body where his had once been. For the first time, he reallyexamined his. Last night with his senses saturated in exultation, he felt unstoppable.He felt sure he would not freak out this time. He fought back once against it and won - he could do it again. He was not some weak-minded simpleton.Prepared for it now, he reached for the book and picked up where he left off. Studiously, he began to read, and the decadent sensations returned instantly. Words, sentences, paragraphs seeped into his consciousness with a vigour that compelled him to read more. He ignored their. We sat for a couple of hours at a table towards the back of the room and Mary kept commenting of the nice looking guys that were there.Fred (my friend) showed up dressed to impress and introduced himself to Mary and proceeded to order several shots for us three. He noticed Marys short dress and commeted that she looked hot. I then reliazed it would be easier than i thought. Fred wanted to fuck her. Mary sat between us and Fred asked me to go to the restroom with him. He asked why Mary was. The party was now in full swing. I had danced with the greens and my mother for a few records before my mother wanted to sit out as her feet were aching, I could see she was talking to Mrs Green and both kept glancing towards me, maybe wondering who I was beneath the costume.A slow record came on I grabbed my mother’s hand and led her to the small dance area in the living room, not a word was spoken as I turned towards her and grabbing her hips pulled her closer towards me, she was about to.