“No, no,” the man whimpered as he scrambled to his feet and took flight before Stix could touch him.Stix shook her head. “Boy, come here.” Rel...ctantly and with much fear, the boy got to his feet. He did not run, however. He stood tall as he faced Stix who towered over him. Stix looked down on him, “What is your name?”“Stan, my Lady,” he replied with resolve to accept his punishment.“If I give you coin for food, he will just find you and take it from you won’t he?” Stan nodded, as did several of. I was thankful for a bed in a room and not a mat on the floor. The shelter held two washrooms, a shower room, a tub room, a TV room, a lounge area (just another room with a few chairs) with an attached elevated patio area for smokers. The bedding was cleaned daily in their in-house laundry and you could wash your clothes there too once all the sheets and towels were done. And there were filling meals three times a day at the soup kitchen for Good Shepherd residents. The residents were a mixed. The girl then drew back a touch and literally licked up the cum on Mom's face like a cat going at a saucer of cream. When she had cleaned Mom up to her apparent satisfaction, she kissed Mom briefly and disappeared into a crowd. The incident was totally surreal. I sat back down with Mom on the blanket with Mom on my lap. We kissed, and while our tongues danced slowly together I ran my hands over the opulent delights of Mom's enormous breasts. “I love you Mom,” I told her, then I rose,. His aim had been right. He just didn't figure the re-coil would screw it up. Tom fell in a heap, the Vodka bottle shattering as it hit the ground."NOOOOOO!" Rick screamed, praying in his head that Tom was faking it. Tom was not. He bent over his friend's lifeless body in shock.A light female voice intruded. "You're in a heap of trouble, son"Rick spun around, nearly out of his mind in terror. What he saw was what appeared to be a 14 year old girl with long red hair wearing a Metallica T-shirt.