"You better start writing, cause your fat wee wee looks like it is starving for some sort of fucky, baby. I mean, that fuckstick is hungry for Mommy-l...ve, poopsie, and there's only one goddamn way you're getting any of that sort of shit tonight, my swelligent son. When homework gets finished, then wee wee gets replenished with pleasure."Two hours later..."So? How did I do?" Henry asked, his patience exhausted from both the effort of concentrating on the paper and the need for release within his. My white shirt was red, and the wound started to burn badly. For a moment I was dizzy. I took a deep breath, but it made it hurt even worse. I ignored the burn and continued with my breathing exercises. It took much longer than usual, but I calmed down and was able to isolate the pain and fear from my thoughts. Clenching my teeth, I pulled apart my cut shirt and the t-shirt underneath, and concentrated on using plasm to clamp together the flesh and skin, as neatly as I could manage. Since I. Do you have his number?”“Of course.”... *Click. “This is Catherine Larkin, is this Indigo?”“Oh, it’s the bounty chick. Plotting the demise of any countries this week?”“Give it a few months. I’m still in school.”“What do you need, Miss Larkin?”“Measurements. Yours. When can you schedule a visit?”“Saturday.”“Ten o’clock.”*Click.“He’s worse on the phone than you are.”“It’s possible he is not one of your fans. Indigo spent most of his last couple months preventing or breaking up fights in. Ron loved how the sexy see-through cups of Amber's demi-bra held her rounded breasts so hotly and he loved how her tits had grown to be such a sexy part of her young teenage body. He was sure her horny boyfriend had gotten his cock hard from seeing Amber and then from probably fucking her earlier that evening."So, Amber, did you and your boyfriend have a good time tonight?" Ron asked as he looked his beautiful sister's nearly naked body up and down."Oh yeah, we did have a nice time, Ron, and he.