My mum's really smart and I love her to pieces.About 9 years ago my dad died and left us a lot of money through hislife insurance. I'd only been born ... few months when he died in a carcrash. He'd left so much money in fact, that mum stays at home and looksafter the house and makes sure that it's always clean and she cooks allthe meals and washes the clothes and does the ironing and still findstime to make sure I get a good education.I don't know why it is, but my sisters all go to school, yet I. He liked not having to answer to anyone but himself.The tune they were working on now was called Grandstand, another non-traditional piece by Matt, and, so far, the tune they were having the most problems with. Grandstand was not just another heavy-metal palm-muted piece, although it did contain some very hard-driving riffs throughout it, it was something almost entirely new in the spectrum of music. It was a fast tempo power chord dominated song with heavy drum and bass backbeat, little piano,. I didn't know this stuff makes you into a horny and willing slut, ready to do anything. 'Yeah,' I mumbled, still not daring to eyeball this man, still not ready what the poppers, and him, were gonna do to me. He held the bottle to my nose and I sniffed. I kept on sniffing away until he sniffed himself, screwed the lid back on, chucked it on the sofa and started tonguing me. But before that, before he forced his tongue in my mouth like an aggressive snake, I was overcome with that sensation, of. "Did you want to take some pictures?" I asked him, trying not to showhow annoyed I was that I hadn't had a chance to finish. "To rememberthis by?"Paul stared at me in disbelief, then scrambled to pull out his cellphone. I posed for a few dirty pictures, then we both got dressed againand went back to the party. I had little doubt that those pictureswould be making the rounds among Paul's friends before very long."That was a lot more fun than I thought it would be," I mused to myself,deciding.