I ran through every scenario in my head, worrying, wondering, hoping until eventually, I found myself at the door of my destination.It was a fairly st...ndard suburban home, nothing out of the ordinary. It had a security video doorbell at the front door. I checked the time: 19:58. I rang the doorbell and the voice of a woman buzzed through. "You're early. Come inside and take off those clothes, Kai."She clicked off. I stood there, harder than I'd ever been at hearing my own name. This was real.I. All of you.”She laughed, “You haven’t seen all of me. But thank you. I’m glad you like.”As Nancy Lamott started singing “It Feels Like Home,” Lisa snuggled closer to me, put a hand behind my head and drew me closer. So of course, I kissed her. Or maybe it was that she kissed me. No matter, it was no “thank you” goodnight kiss, it had lots of passion, lots of tongue, soft nibbling of lips… wow! But one of my hands was holding a wine. “As Elizabeth said, we need to keep our fingers crossed ‘till we hear about that,” I half-heartedly laughed and gave Sammy a light tap on her shoulder. Sammy immediately held up her hands with her fingers crossed for me to see.“I don’t envy you, having this talk with Coach, Cuda. Good luck with it.”“Thanks, Wushu. Have fun in music.”When Mr. St. Georges saw me walk into the gym as he was team-teaching basketball with Mr. Reid to their combined ninth and tenth grade boys PE classes, he motioned. Once they photographed my insides for a minute or two the camera moved back slightly, just enough to be out of Sean’s way. My mother continues to hold my legs out of the way to facilitate my rape. The cameramen make sure to pan up frequently to record her naked body and the tortured look on her face.Sean got to his feet and moved into position between my legs. His fat cock came to rest on my very wet slit and I gasped at the touch. He didn’t put it in me, not right away. He slid it up and down.