" Janice?" Mike looked at his friend. "I told her next week I'd take her out for something special." So?" Roy narrowed his eyes."So, next week we take...her out to the canyon and give her something special," Mike laughed as he opened the door of his truck. "That bitch is dumb as dirt." Oh shit! We gonna do her too? You got 'em lined up!" Roy laughed as he got in the truck, giving his quarterback a look of admiration. That was why Mike was the quarterback, Roy figured, cause for a white boy he was. What is the proper way to greet someone on a day like today? It is the first “anniversary” of our greatest tragedy, our most rude awakening. Good morning seems a lie. Hello sounds false, and a smile… well, it is hard to call one up for some of us. One year ago today, the comfortable, if often imperfect world we knew ground to a screeching halt. How does one handle being thrust into a new and much more frightening life so abruptly? For those of us that escaped the horror without personal loss,. Now let me come to story. I always jerked by fantasizing my mom getting gangbanged. Once my brother saw me doing this and he confessed that he also wanted to fuck my mom like a bitch. We thought for some days and came to conclusion that I will seduce mom as I could get near to her. Slowly and steadily I started playing pranks on mom and posing as if I am doing innocent mischief. So now mom cuddled with me like a c***d and I used to enjoy that. Once I made a bold move to grab her boobs by. It soon became clear that we would not be having coffee and minutes later, we were in my bedroom.After our clothes swiftly disappeared, Cliff and I were soon romping on the bed.The scene that followed was sensually playful and incredibly enjoyable. Once Cliff realised that I was ticklish, his restricting hands and mouth erotically commenced ‘punishing’ me incessantly, as I squirmed and squealed manically from the ‘torture’ he was dispensing. Cliff’s approving chuckling rumbles were mindboggling.