My Master sat back on the sofa and I sat beside him. Eric needed no prompting and knelt in front of my Master and put his face into my Masters crutch....I could see his tongue licking along the outline of my Masters cock and biting gently on the head and licking down to where his balls were hidden by his satin jocks. I looked at my Master and he indicated I get closer and we started kissing - his tongue pushed it's way into my mouth and I began sucking on it and with my right hand I started. I'd often pick him up from school take him to his friends or the shops. And occasionally when he bunk a day of school he would call me to see if i can fetch him, some mornings when i use to take him to school he would ask to be dropped of by his partner in crimes house to bunk the whole day. And even with his bunking he still managed good grades at school. Bryan was on school holidays and spending a week with his dad and us. With both my mom and his dad working and myself at varsity, he had. I couldn’t… I couldn’t get her out! I couldn’t!’ Her voice was full of agony. ‘I dove and dove, but I was too… too weak! I got tired, but I tried and tried! I knew she was… was drowning. Oh my God, what am I going to do?’ It was a wail of despair. ‘I tried until I couldn’t swim anymore! I went under… you saved me, didn’t you? Why?’ she beat on me with her tiny fists. ‘Why didn’t you just let me die? Why couldn’t it have been me? How can I… what am… Oh God, I just want to die!’ She was. If it had to be J.T. rather than Timmy or someone else, so be it. But it would happen before the school year resumed, of that she was determined.And when she looked up past her mother and saw her face and her breasts in the mirror, she knew that she could easily make it happen.Connie, working a night shift to take advantage of the pay differential, left the house as soon as J.T. fell into a tossing and turning sleep. Kathy kept looking in on him, wondering, no, not wondering, actually hoping.