Richard stood, grateful for the chance to do something, even if it was a morbid task."Will you stay for the funeral?" Tim asked, as they drove to the ...urnt house."No, we need to leave tomorrow. As much as we want to be here for Sandra, we have to go back to our lessons and classes. We'll leave in the morning, since we have to return the rental car and everything." I know it's a busy time of the semester," Robert said. "I will drive Sandra up on Wednesday. I hope she won't miss so much that it. So I called mom down to the rec room in the basement so I could relieve all the sexual tension I had building up. And so we could have some privacy from my dad.She came in, wearing a tight black top with no bra again, a leopard print miniskirt with no panty underneath, and sheer thigh high black stockings. She knew what I wanted and she was dressed like her normal slutty self, knowing I liked it.Like last time, I wrapped my arm around her neck, pulled her down from behind so that we would both. ?I’m warning you, Creamy, ?Mommy had a evil gleam in her eye. It wasn’t fair, and I stomped my foot. ?I want the shirt! I just got you all the stuff with MY money!?? I clenched my fists, and tried not to cry. What kind of life is this woman putting me through???That’s it.? Mommy took me by the wrist and led me back to the dressing rooms in the Women’s again, tossing the denim shirt into a bin as we passed. I wasn’t sure what this was about? She smiled and nodded at the astonished ??clerk, and. He was nearly there when, as he was getting to his vinegar strokes, Brandon ripped open the curtain, revealing a masturbating freshman cowering in the corner of the shower, trying in vain to hide a seeping erection. Bryan thought it would be a funny, harmless prank, but now he realized the severity of the situation, and while Brandon became enraged, started calling him a “Dirty fuckin’ faggot” and pushing him hard against the shower walls, Bryan grabbed Brandon by his neck and shoved him into.