"That... that's a real nice nightie, Mom," Henry said, blushing. He was short and slightly built, with a cherubic face that made him look even younger...than he was. "It sure doesn't leave much to the imagination." Thank you, Henry. I guess I'll take that as a compliment. I'm sorry if I startled you. Do you mind if I just stay and talk to you for a minute?" Sure."Margaret sat beside her son on the bed, trying not to look at his crotch. "You know, you're getting to be a very handsome young man,. Worried, he checked his watch again to see that he had read it properly. Desirée was never late and if she wasn't here now, then it meant something was wrong."Waiting for someone, handsome?" said a familiar, sultry voice.Mark looked up. "Priscilla. What are you doing here?" Little Dezzy couldn't make it, Darling. She was otherwise occupied, shall I say?" I'm in no mood for jokes. How did you know I was going to be here?"Priscilla laughed irresistibly. "Oh, Mark, I can know anything I. My hips were up against his butt cheeks and my thighs were against the back of his thighs, my hands were gripping his hips as I got every last millimeter of my cock into him. Then I started sliding back out. It felt like my cock had never been so hard and sliding it out of him took forever. Pausing, I kept the tip in, just the tip. Aiden was begging me to fuck him but I needed the break. I decided to give him five long, deep thrusts. One, two, three, four and on five I let the tip of my. I shivered uncontrollably as fear and joy rocked me to the verycore of my being. I slowly started to cry harder as my head spun withsixteen years of fear. Sixteen years of boyhood that could never begotten back. I cried in almost a wail of anguish as the boy I was, wasnow dead. Like Robin my sister, had been the boy and had suddenly died inmy arms. Abigail held me as best as she could, but my pain broke her. Asmuch as she wanted to hold me and comfort me, it had been too soon sinceher own.