Honestly, I don't remember where I was, but I know that my mother was there. There was a searing pain, like a red-hot poker being jammed through me. I... hurt so badly that I almost passed out. All I saw was a flash of light and a million little stars, as I doubled over instinctively. I was almost in the shape of a ball, what with holding my abdomen, knees bent, and folded in half.Mom called my gynecologists office, but my regular doctor wasn't in. One of the other docs was coming out of surgery. . and we will.“No more Mr. Nice Guy here. It’s for his own good, you know that, right, Stace?” I told my sister/cousin with my hand on her naked ass.“Yes, it is. And for mine, Master. I badly want to suck his dick,” Stacey winked at me.“As does Ellie, I can tell,” I winked at my teenage fiancee as she blushed and I caressed her pimply face, “we can fix the acne, babe, but know that you’re a beauty no matter what.”“Thank you, Master!” Ellie exclaimed before I kissed her very hard on the. Did you?’ ‘Yeah,’ Sinead lied. She had a bath. Orlando had a quick shower and then leant over and kissed her and she smiled and said thanks when he asked would tinned fruit followed by scrambled eggs suit her for breakfast. He appeared minutes later with coffee and kissed her again. Sinead wondered if he invite her to come to live with him how long would that devoted attention continue. God her mind could be embarrassing at times, running away on her like that. It had jumped from the joy of. I tried to explain my reasons, which they seemed to understand, but still kept on giving me shit about it. We had some high schoolers practice with us, including one guy I recognized from where I came from.He was short (6ft0) by college and pro standards, but he ran like the wind from end to end. He even threw up some passes that I was able to slam through from above the rim.Funny thing was that he gave off a ‘gay’ vibe, but I wasn’t about to ask about it.After most practices, I showered and.