"I reached a few decisions during my turmoil, though. I went home to sleep, but at 1.30 am Mom was still waiting for me at the door."Gary, we have to ...alk." There is nothing to talk about, whore. Move out of my way. One thing you should know — next week I turn 18, and on that day at midnight plus one minute I'm leaving this house to never come back and never see you again. You'd better tell Dad everything when he comes home, because three days after he comes I'll contact him, and if you haven't. "I think you know what," she said."You want me to just...whack off in front of you?" "You've done it enough without me, haven't you? Haven't you looked at this very girl while pretending it was me? I bet you've jerked to these photos a hundred times."That was an exaggeration...but not much of one."Take off your clothes. Come on, chop chop. I want to see that hard pecker in full salute." "What about you?" I asked. "Do what I tell you, and you won't be disappointed."I considered a moment, then. How would I know?Patiently Deshona listened while Laura told her about Sara, then about Dee Dee. At first Laura was reluctant to let Deshona know how deeply she felt about Sara, but as she was talking, her voice soft and murmuring and hushed and solemn and intimate, she began to cry silently, almost without knowing it, and the full depth of her feeling simply poured out. Deshona put one arm around Laura's shoulders. To Laura's great relief, she was not angry, or hurt, just warm and supportive,. As I went to grab a couple of blankets and pillows to put on the mattress, my wife went upstairs. I figured we'd probably just lounge around under the stars for an hour or so and then come inside to sleep. I got everything set up, and went into the tent to wait, lying there on top of the blankets in my boxers.It was a warm night, and there's a walkway that goes right past our house, past the back yard. So every few minutes I'd hear people walk by, maybe 30 feet away. I couldn't really see them.
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