“Really? Why was it so great? Usually you hate school!” My mom sounds very surprised. In fact, I’m also surprised at how much fun school was tod...y. Blocking out my mother, I think back to second period, math, where I received a text from Cassie. “Hey sis, meet me in the science wing bathroom in 10. Need to talk about yesterday.” My mind quickly starts racing. Does she know about me and dad? Oh god she must have heard us. Does she hate me? But then basic logic kicks in as I realize this was no. " But still attractive. In fact, extremely attractive."Mrs. Wingrave smiled. "I think you're flirting with me." Am I? Please forgive me." No I won't, you silly man, I like it. Do you make a habit of flirting with women old enough to be your mother?" You're not that old." I should think I am."Then the food arrived and for some time the conversation remained as bland as the soup. It was only after the main course was finished that Frank again played his hand. After a comment or two about some of. ‘No, I’m not used to luxuries.’ It didn’t occur to Sin that some people might not consider an inn to be a luxury. ‘Hell, I was raised poor and left home when I was about fifteen. That was about four years ago.’ The smell of the stew wafted in the air, and Sin’s mouth began to water. ‘That smells delicious!’ Her eyes bugged out a bit, then narrowed in suspicion. ‘How much is all of this going to cost?’ Before Sin could think to go for the food, Abris put herself in front of it, her eyes. I went through my wardrobe looking for the most masculine clothes I could find. Out of drawers and cupboards I pulled out trousers and a jacket, a plain white blouse and an old tie someone had left behind. Removing what little clothing I had on, I took out my favourite double-ended dildo. It's a beautiful thing, I love handling it, running it through my hands, feeling its firm thickness. The two ends are identical, lovely big pink cocks that never go soft on me.The middle part is thicker, with.