And her odor! She smelled as if she showered in urine, and used her shit as soap. I had nearly gagged from the stench when I was trapped between her l...gs.My disgust for her odor and appearance didn't go unnoticed, but she didn't seem to care. She just spat in my general direction and walked to the opposite corner and sat down to masturbate.As my dick started to rise, I quickly turned away from her to get what was left of our dinner. There wasn't that much, but it was enough to stop my stomach. .. no, not exactly," she stammered."Then what, exactly, Becky?" I pressed."I... asked her to leave. She's not safe with me," she sobbed, tears in her eyes."Becky... you're supposed to guide her. You can't do that if you're not around her. It was never part of your job to protect her. That's my job. If anyone failed, it was me by not providing adequate defense for this whole family." She didn't look convinced.God! Teenagers! What had I done in my life that was so awful that I was saddled with. The lead ref slammed his right fist into his left palm and yelled, “Charge! Blue, number three!” and the crowd exploded again.Before I could push myself up, I felt both Jon’s and Big-Mike’s hands under my shoulders as they lifted me to my feet.I resisted the urge to gloat to their point guard prior to receiving Big-Mike’s inbound pass.I did smile at Stryboshe though when Mike said, “How does our rookie’s humble pie taste so far, John-neeee,” as I dribbled it up against their packed in, 2-3. I know where I'm going to be spending my summer, right here at your house."I began to get my wits about me, and I looked at the clock on Pail's table. It said 4:15. I didn't know when Mom would be home, but Dad was usually home by 4:30. I jumped up from the bed, a torrent of jizz pouring down the inside of my legs. "I gotta get home, I'm going to be in trouble. I'm not supposed to be anywhere when my mom and dad arent home. If they find out I'll be grounded forever"Paul got a towel from under.