Obviously, I didn’t approve of fighting… but there was also a little part of me that was proud that he had stood up for himself. Then I began to w...nder why someone calling him a gay slur would bother him so much… after all we had always taught tolerance and equality. So I said, “Paul, if I ask you a question… will you answer me honestly no matter what?”“Sure mom,” my son answered… finally calmed down and no longer shaking.”I knew Paul had never lied to me, so I took a deep breath and said,. Well he had taken a liking to my worn panties and would sniff them sometimes while I gave him head. He seemed to really enjoy that, so I joined him and when I would take them off, I would dangle them above his head while riding him. Or I would smother his face with them or hold them just above his lips and make him reach out his tongue to taste them. Sometimes I would wrap them around his dick and stroke him off and blow him and all sorts of stuff, I'm sure you get the picture. One night while. The brothers took some small pity and used lubrication, andthey took their time, fingering him to help loosen him up, get himprepared, but their new toy still ended up with some bleeding in hisrectum by the time they were done. They left Steven lying on the bed,still hand cuffed, he had tears and snot on his face and he eventuallypassed out hours later from exhaustion.Steven woke up the next day when a female maid/servant came into theroom. She soon had Steven up, and then she cut his. We had a good lunch, I enjoyed my time with Kyle, but I also told her that I wasn’t able to make love with her because I was basically going steady with Kara. I didn’t want to tell her about the engagement quite yet, because I didn’t want too many people to know. I was sure that neither Elyse, nor Stephie, nor Stephanie, nor my dad would say a word, but I didn’t want to take the risk. Anna took it well and asked me to keep in touch and come visit when I could. I promised to do so.Before I went.