For now, though, I contented myself with new thoughts about Malcolm: I pictured myself lying helplessly under him, trapped by his great strength, quie...ly succumbing to his every desire. I quickly brought myself to one of my best orgasms ever!"The next morning at breakfast, on my mom's day off, I mentioned nonchalantly that it seemed like she and Malcolm were having a lot of fun lately. All of the color left mama's face and she just nodded and smiled weakly. I knew I was onto something, so I. Tom again gave her a long look as she came to sit by me on the couch. She was wearing a pair of baggy cutoff jean shorts and one of my old faded white T-shirts. The shorts were cut so short that if she did have hair on her cunt, we would know, and the shirt was so flimsy that her braless nipples were visible through it.She turned toward me and spread her legs. With the crotch of her shorts not more than an inch wide, I could definitely see that she wasn't wearing panties. I could also see that. I think you are a lot more than just a hot chick. I actually like you.”“That’s a relief. I wasn’t judging you, but sometimes a guy is just looking to get laid when he goes out with me. If he’s turned down the first time, he doesn’t come back.”“Guys are kind of idiots, aren’t they?”“Yeah. But that’s what makes them so easy to lead around by their balls.”“Is that what you do? Am I going to get led around by my balls?”“No. We’re going to go out. We’ll have fun. We’ll fuck. You and Jan are. Thank you for waiting, thank you for holding me in my dreams, thank you for giving me strength, thank you for loving me. I sign myself The True MelanieI put down Melanie's letter and shivered, my mind overwhelmed with emotions. I leaned back in my desk chair and close my eyes, trying to calm myself.After a minute or so I started to scan the desk in front of me as a diversion. There was a loose paper clip on the desk, very near the back edge, and just within the limit of my sense-sphere. The.