That was six hours ago, and the expectation of his arrival, excited me again, so I showered with extreme care, as I was on the very edge and could eas...ly tip over, and perhaps loose the very personal feeling of guiding my son back home to me, my craving to have him back inside me, the perfect love and bonding, and as I dressed in stockings and garter belt, to be his lover, his mother, his tease, his slut all rolled into one sexual adventure, I will have him as he walks through the door, my mind. My face was buried in my pillows. But I didn't scream. Somehow, I enjoyed it. It lasted only about 30 seconds. After he pulled his penis out of my rectum, I felt the urge to put something back in. I laid still, till he had left my room. Then I got up quickly and grabbed the first best thing I found to put it deep in my asshole. It was a bottle of deodorant and even though it was wider than my stepfathers' penis, it just slid in. I snuggled with my big stuffed bear and laid there for several. I handed my keys to my landlords and was off.I stayed the night at the same dump motel I stayed at in Watervliet when I came up for my school visit. I was up bright and early Friday morning and had breakfast at a diner in Green Island. I in the parking lot between the Student Union and the Armory by 8:00. I looked around with quite the sense of déjà vu all over again. I wandered around the campus for a bit before heading into the Student Union for check-in.Physically, Rensselaer is split into. Joey and his father made strange noises as they caressed the shiny red paint, massaged the tires, swirled their fingers over the dash board like two boys feeling a woman's skin for the first time. I almost expected them to start kissing the seats, but they skipped the seats and popped the hood instead."Shit. Look at this, Joey. It's a fuckin' wreck." Shit. I guess we won't be taking it out for a test drive any time soon. Holy shit, dad. The belts are rotted... and... "They both turned around.