..''I wonder what Ty's friends would say if they saw him now Cathy ? alldressed up for the party?' interrupted Mrs. Chisholm.She turned and looked at ...er daughter; a slight smile on her lips.'They would probably be surprised to find out what a sissy boy Tyreally is'replied Cathy with a conspiritational look back to her mother.Ty stopped sobbing and sat very still; head bent down looking into hislap.'Well Ty is right' said Mrs. Chisholm. We can't go to the party withhim dressed like this' ? Ty. I glanced around the kitchen where the four of us had played on rainy days, raided the refrigerator, and generally raised mayhem. I glanced in a complete circle, drinking in old memories. Then I returned to the now and the glowing smile that met me, leaned toward me, and hands that reached to me, bringing our lips together.Her hands found the back of my head and rubbed up and down, including my neck and shoulders. I was in lip-locked heaven.My hands weren’t idle either, I tightened my grasp. She placed her hand in the middle of my back and rubbed it a bit. This made my cock harden and I dropped my hands to cover my obvious arousal. “It is just a little stiff,” I said and then realized that more than my back was stiff and I did not want her to see the tent in my pants.‘You need to get a nice hot shower and then I will give you a back rub to ease that stiffness.” Linda said as she left me standing in front of the door to the guest room. “When you get done in the shower call me,”. You are in so much trouble. Get out! Go to the guest room and don't come out until I tell you too" That was two days ago. He had fled and stayed there until this morning, afraid to leave, afraid of what might happen. He had hoped his wife would calm down, but she hadn't. Instead she had gone shopping apparently. His wife finally called him, and told him to go to her office. Once there, she had fastened to it by a heavy wide belt attached to a bolt that had just been drilled there and locked and.