Craig had said that they might attend this year, as one of their favorite bands was playing on the Saturday night. We’d seen them a couple of years ...reviously, at a different rally, when they had ransacked a beer tent, and beat up some security guards. “Em,” I stuttered, “I’ve got a flat, and can’t get the nuts off.”He took his helmet off, and shook his hair. Looking straight at me with his piercing blue eyes, he drawled, “Let me have a look.” As he began working on the wheel, his friends. ” said Mom slyly with a laugh. “Why don’t you go ahead and put your mouth to work on this hot piece of American pie instead.” Squeaks and rustling of sheets could be heard as evidence of movement in their bed, and then the room fell silent except for the low growl of deep pleasure-filled moans and occasional sexual exclamations.“Oh yesss, baby, lick it. Right there. Yes. Don’t stop. Eat mamma’s pie,” Mom growled. “Do you think Japanese pussy is sweet like this? Oh God, you are such a good. My baby boy Elena!" Julia exclaimed. "He's not a baby anymore," I snapped. "We didn't even want you to know." "Well, I do," she said. "Did he tell you?" I asked. "Yes. He told me," Julia explained. "He was acting weird after you left the other day, so I asked him why. he didn't answer me. So I kept asking over and over again, and he finally got annoyed and told me everything." "I don't know what to say," I replied truthfully. "Why would you sleep with my son?" she asked angrily. "You don't know. What sort of girl did he think I was...a gangbang under the bridge slut?He repeated it; as I hadn’t responded: “Fallon...orh Fallon... come cruisin’ “A dirty boy who needed girl candy.I was thinking: though whether with my pussy or my head; I still don’t know.The back door of the Holden V8 was thrown open. There were four guys in the car...would I get on the back seat between two of Jarryn’s mates...the pricks Jackson and Will, made a space for me...I still hesitated. I will...I won’t... Screw.