.. mom caught it. “Charles ... don’t bump your brother! Charles ... clean it up.”“I’ll be late for school.” Mr. Fatty said.“So ... if yo...’d pay attention to me you wouldn’t have spilled David’s juice.”Charley picked up a clean towel and tossed it in the middle of the orange puddle. It was one of mom’s best tea towels. Serious mistake. Grace and I split before the torture started. Charley has sensitive ears ... mom loves to twist ‘em. Of course ... if he didn’t look like a Ford Coupe with the. ."As I opened the packs, that held a card that read "with endless love..." What I thought it was impossible happened again, I was shocked, maybe for the third time in one day. There was a black dress... As I left the box aside. I looked down and once again I was in several places at the same time. My head was back at the school, and I saw Alicia in her prom dress, in fact I never saw it, as I wasn't there. I saw Peter again, this time he was fucking Alicia hard without any compassion in his. I found myself waxingmy legs and crotch without even being told. The pounds continued to meltaway at the gym, and my thongs were ever present, blue, red, pink, blackand white.Our sexual routine continued quite the same, though each time I feltmyself give in just a little more. A part of me couldn't help but be hurtand upset at Jennifer, but everytime her nails traced my throbbing, smoothcock, and whispered, "Cum for me, you slut," I found myself less and lessupset. The dildo was ever-present. I have never been attracted to black cocks anyway. Just keep yours primed for me, Sweetheart."We donned our miniscule clothing and walked to the dance floor. We slipped into each other's arms and began moving across the floor. The crowd was growing as time went on, and soon it was difficult to not bump asses with other dancers, male as well as female. A couple danced near us as the guy turned from his girl to Patricia. He lowered his Speedo, letting his cock pop out. He lowered Patricia's.