There she asked me why you are staring at me today like that, do you want to say something. I said no but I asked don’t change the dress till I leav... your home, I want to see you in this saree few more hours, then she asked am I good in this saree. I said you are damn sexy in this saree. Suddenly started raining, she suggested to play cards till rain stops and then go home. I also ok with that but I started my gamble here that lower has to do whatever the winner says. She thought for a minute. Hell, she could move in with Tammy. But who was I to tell him Angie deserved to know he had slept with Deborah Simmons? I guarded my sexual encounter with his mother as if it were a life or death matter. That was one of two past experiences I hadn't even shared with Shirley."I plan to tell her if she asks. She's bound to find out when I get the first letter from Deborah." I've always found that full disclosure is the best policy. It's better to tell them than let them find out on their own," I. Cody is a little more scrawny than me. He's 5'6, 23 years old, and basically a tooth pick, cute as could be, black hair, hazel eyes, and luscious lips that made me want to devour him. You never see his head without a beanie on, and you never see his ears without his gauges in. Anyways, I suppose I should get to the point, shouldn't I? "Mary, Cody's here." My mother yelled through the kitchen "Ok ma" I yell back as I finish rolling the joint, and put it in my pocket as I run out of the door.. Debbie showered, and then came to our new BDSM playroom dressed in a pair of knee high leather boots, a black leather thong and her favorite black leather bra. I was sitting naked on the couch stroking my hard cock. Debbie had the leather collar that Butch had given her. The rhinestones with the word “Butch” were torn off, but the word “bitch” was still written in rhinestones on the collar. Debbie looked up at me and said “my pussy is tired, how about I finally give you that ass you have always.