It’s like he was born with luck or something. Things just worked out for him, worked out very well for him. As a kid he took it for granted, this wa... how life is for everyone, right? But when he got older, as his life became more the consequence of his actions than the preparations provided by his parents and other adults in his life, he noticed he was different. Countless times a kid in his school would look at him with wonder, ‘God you’re so lucky.’ His senior year in high school proved to. I arranged to meet Vicky the following day, I picked her up from a bus station near to where she had done the school run and she suggested we go to a local beauty spot, in the car next to me she started to get undressed and once down to her black matching underwear put on over the top a short leather skirt and tight white top. As soon as we found a gravel car park that was empty I pulled up and we were kissing like crazy, Vic kept rubbing my crotch through my trousers and her breathing. " Mom's had dropped to Ty's crotch and she massaged it.I was stupefied watching my mother being scored on like a horny coed. From the sounds she was making, I could tell Mom really like whatever it was Ty was doing to her. I was watching my mother hooking up with someone my age and I was jealous. The only thing that rivaled my jealousy was the hard-on in my shorts. I was a turned on by Mom's hot body as old Ty. What did that mean?Mom gasped and I saw Ty had the dress pushed up to her waist too,. .. except me. I was staring at my empty glass and wondering what answer I was going to give Shelly.“So,” Shelly said calmly, “have you decided on an answer?”“Yes,” I said in a shaky voice.“Yes, you have decided or yes, you want to submit yourself to me?” Shelly replied.If I hadn’t had so much to drink, I never would have had the nerve, but I said loudly, “Yes! I want to be your slave!”Conversation at all of the tables near us suddenly stopped and it got very quiet in the room. I know I was.