I kicked of my Nikes and then pulled down the sweats. It was already evident what was going on in my briefs. We both knew it. I could feel the embarra...sment on my face as I eased my shorts down. My dick bouncing up almost slapping my belly.I looked down and there it was -- the veins straining as it pumped my cock -- almost as hard as it had ever been."I knew it. I knew you wanted it," Randy said almost gleefully. "Now, remember our deal. I own your ass for the rest of the day. You'll do. I blame most of that on Linda, but there was still that other bitch; the one with the brains. He saw her twice a week, come hell or high water. Well, he'd not seen her in a month, he told me, and I had no reason to not believe him, but he was going to go see her as soon as I got home, and maybe even drag me along. I couldn't believe it. I'd no sooner gotten off the airplane, and here was this man I'd done all of this for, insistent that he go see this old whore; the one who, "Talked to. As much as I was looking forward to my appointment with Dr. Fran, I understood her need to be with her patient. That personal examination she was going to give me was just going to have to wait. In the meantime, my young friend Madison was waiting for me to feed her more of my cock. Life wasn’t so bad after all!I made us each a big sandwich with some cold meat, cheese, lettuce and tomato. I then cut a couple of pieces of chocolate cake I had in the fridge and poured a big glass of milk for each. All four of us carried things upstairs to my sister's room. Mom said, "If things work out like Charles and I think, we will move you to the room over there but we will let you paint and decorate it to suit your tastes first."Britt hugged Mom and began to cry. Mom looked surprised until she heard Britt say, "I've never had a chance to have a room of my own that I helped do."Mom looked at her and said, "Well, it's well past time that you did. Guys, is there any more to carry up?" We shook our.