Emily responded.Amy said that she'd ask her Mom.Mom doesn't feel like cooking tonight anyway so that'll be fine. What should I wear for Kevin's smelly...torture? I could hear her excitement in her voice.Emily suggested a skirt and thong panties while stroking my cock harder now.Fuck. He'll be jerking off for a month straight after that. Amy chortled.Probably... Emily laughed.Ok Amy... We'll see you in a little while. Bye.Just then Dad came in the door and said that we all need to talk. We closed. A light? Blackness. Noise, bustle. Sirens? Whispers, hands grabbing me, the... what? Nothing. Silence. Peace.Dreams - CharlieI drank. That's who I was, what I did. Oh, not all the time. I was good at faking it. Vodka when I had to.June, that beautiful lass. Hair of gold, eyes the translucent blue glow of an alpine lake. Soft skin, oh, so soft. A quiet beauty, my quiet beauty. Cut down on the drinking, yeah, I lied to her by my falseness. Love so beautiful. I tried - oh God, I tried to stop. None of my wounds had been cleaned and I was not living in a very sanitary environment. In my weakened state it probably wouldn't be long before I succumbed to illness.Probably the only thing that would delay that was having very recently undergone MORFS, as it gave a brief burst of increased immune system. I suspected even with that I was living on borrowed time. How long before Sandra got tired of me and did me in? Or decided to let me starve.A couple of days with only minimal torture and. .. I've only... I'm jealous. Are you spending the night with him?" That's my plan." Does your dad know your plan?" No. I'll tell him later - make it a fait accompli." He'll have a hissy fit." Probably." He'll ground you for the rest of your life." Probably."She sighed. "If I were you, I'd do the same thing."Orgasm times three kept popping into my mind. I ignored the urge. "Gotta go. Jason's in the shower washing off the chlorine from the pool." I chuckled. "I need to wash away some chlorine.