I remember Jeff helping me. I remember trying to tell him what happened." Erica touched her forehead. Susan really was a pretty girl."It's all right n...w," Erica said. "Everything's all right." They heard someone behind them. Rebus stood there. His face was flushed with anger and drunkenness. He weaved unsteadily. He had an empty bottle in his hand."You little tramp," he said. "You took my son away. You're nothing but a whore." "But I haven't," Susan protested."You did, and I'm going to teach. .. and then you decide that this spectre must have a name. Most figure out that their fantasies are forbidden, and then spend the rest of their lives suppressing them without ever trying to understand them. A few discover leech websites and forums online, alone in their rooms at night with their heads compulsively twisting over their shoulders, dampening keyboards with sweaty palms. Once they learn, unlearning is difficult; still, some try their hardest. Others join the forums and read the. I lowered my gaze onto his scrotum, his balls hanging and swinging, seemingly out of kilter, with his fist movements, perhaps his achievement in attracting me to see him, had him in a tizzy, in fear of my getting up and leaving him, to shoot into a barren void, he needed a female to view his seed shoot forth, this was a fertile and hot moment for him, he needed to seed me, and in some sort of primeval basic instinct, I choose to remain and accept his seeding, I was fertile soil and the moisture. And then you want me to suck him clean when he fuckin’ pulls out? No way baby, I’m not falling for that old one. If he wants to fuck my mouth, he just has to fuckin’ ask”.“OK” replied Alia “he’s taking me home this weekend – be at my house at 6 o’clock and you can cum too”.“Ho ho – I see what you did there” smirked Tee, biting Alia’s shoulder again as her fingers explored the insides of her own panties.The weekendWe’ll gloss over the awkward conversation between Uncle Mack and Tee’s mum, where.