" My heart races, the beads of sweat gather on my forehead. Hershoe-lessfoot continues to work its way up and down my leg, I even shuffle forward in m... seat so she feel my raging hard on with her toes. It’s not long before I pull away from her touch, I can’t take that much longer. She smiles to herself, knowing the control she has over me and takes a mouthful of her drink, turns to Michelle and continues their conversation like nothing has happened. The evening wears on. “I’m calling it a. Quietly, I picked up the phone and listened. It was my mom, she was talking to my aunt Olivia who was calling from Orange County."So, is that slut daughter of mine putting out yet," my aunt Olivia enquired."Not yet, not even a blow job out of her so far," my mom replied."All you have to do is get her excited and she will put out, trust me," my aunt Olivia continued.The next night, my mom and my cousin Colleen went out together for the evening. When they came home it was past midnight and they. At the bottom of the Ash Street hill he found the well-worn path though the waist-high weeds and slid down the clay bank and then hopped across the creek, stepped over the old railroad tracks and then went through a patch of woods where there sometimes was a small spring, up along an asphalt driveway and then he walked down Elm Street with several other kids to the big, brick school.The junior high was now the biggest school in the county with more than a thousand students in three grades. The. I love her not only as my Mother but also for the woman she is. She is the most beautiful woman in the world to me and nobody could ever replace her.“What happened beta. What are you thinking” she sounded curious in her words.“Listen, I love you Ma. But I also love you more than as my mother. I don’t care what the society will think but I want to be with you Ma. Dad is gone and he will not come back. I want you to be happy and I know that I will make you happy Ma but not only as your son. But.