"Today, though, I'm not going to have to stop, and to tell you the truth, I'm so hot for him right now, I don't think I could stop. I've been having d...eams about this ever since I talked to you Wednesday and you said you'd help me." I asked her what she wanted me to do, and she replied that unless she got into trouble and she needed help, just to watch. And this is what I watched.Fonda leaned back on the couch with her legs slightly spread, the dampness of her excitement visible on her. I think they thought if they did us when ever they went out or here and there that we wouldn't ask questions and be satisfied with geeting some ass from both of them from time to time. This was one of those times. They arrived and I had strategically asked my mom to watch the k**s for the afternoon. They walk in and both are very flirtatious. They tell me about their weekend and then take out a chocolate sauce and then take my shirt off. they spread it on my nipples and both lick it off. My. I cut off my hair in case he finds me. I did it the minute I got off the bus in the town square. I remember the sore, scabby patches on my scalp. They hurt if I was shaky with the scissors. Then from behind me, two cops taking the scissors away, then me. I can see my hair in a pile in the fountain by City Hall, slowly rippling under the surface of the water and becoming thin black fishes as the car speeds to the shelter, to a different form of his anger. It’s not fair, it’s not fucking fair. I. As he got comfortable, he pulled out his phone to scroll through various social media to catch up on the day. He scrolled and scrolled until he saw a photo that Sarah had posted a few hours ago with her friends. “My god, she’s hot.” Chris whispered to himself. The photo consisted of her and two friends holding wine glasses while in tight dresses, bringing attention to their perfect bodies. Sarah’s dress had a deep plunge, showing off just how big her breasts were. Chris noticed his cock.