"I'm fine, and how are you James?" she gave me that sweet smile again, "you know you've been riding my bus 3 years now, and this is the first time you...ve ever came to sit with me on the way home."I kinda felt bad, she was always so friendly and never had sent me to the school office for some of my wild escapades. Like, mooning cars that drove by our bus, or tossing water balloons on people walking down the sidewalk, "I know. I'm sorry."She just gave me a glance in the mirror and said, "Maybe. Feeling Darrell’s cock fill her was a sensation unlike anything she had ever felt before. Paula had bigger guys than Nick, but never this massive. Darrell was a whole different ballgame. He started off slowly, tenderly. He must have been used to having to ease women in, letting their bodies adjust to his gift. But now that he saw that Paula was enjoying it, he started getting cocky. He grabbed her legs and lifted her ass off the bed slightly, sliding even deeper inside of her, stretching her. She had suggested that I stop by and take a look at the old place. If I saw anything I liked we could talk about me buying it.I followed her directions to a gravel road two miles down the county road from Lucy’s place. I turned right on to the, not so great, gravel road. I decided it could use a couple of more truck loads of gravel. A hundred yards or so from the county road the gravel drive took a head left turn into what had once been a space for a mobile home. Sarah had explained that it was. . wrong.I turned away, angry with myself. How terrible am I that I couldn’t watch my brother sleeping and stay ... I don’t know ... innocent. What was wrong with me? I mean apart from that ... apart from that big thing that hung over me like a storm cloud, what else was wrong with me? Surely there was something wrong with me (something else I mean) if I had thoughts like that about my brother?Dan’s computer sat on the desk in front of me. I was expecting it to be completely dark but the power.