I usually end up having to take a taxi home and often in the morning I can’t remember how I got home. That Friday night was a typical night at Cody�...�s for me. I got so drunk that I had to take a cab home at 1:00 AM and Dee was pissed. It wasn’t bad enough that I had forgotten to call her, I was so hung over most of Saturday morning that I didn’t accomplish any of my normal chores and when Dee asked me what I had done the night before I couldn’t remember much past ten o’clock. Dee let me know. ‘I think he’s ready,’ Allison whispered to Marjorie. ‘You think?’ Nodding at my cock, it’s tip glistening once again with pre-cum, she answered, ‘Oh yeah.’ They both stood up, and each taking a hand they led me to the middle of their living room and motioned me downward. I sat on the floor and then leaned onto my back. Marjorie then stood above my waist, her feet on each side of me. I watched intently as she lowered herself onto me, her legs opening to expose the beautiful curves of her pussy,. I say window. It’s not much more than a slit of toughened glass, one and a half feet wide by eight inches deep, located high on the back wall of the cell, and deep into the thick stone brickwork. It gives limited natural light, but for the purposes of viewing, is useless for most boys. Chris is 6’1? however, and by standing on tiptoe on his bed platform, and craning his neck, he will be able to see something. Probably little more than sky. Interesting, at this stage, that he’s still bothered. "I padded quietly back to my bedroom in my socked feet and dug around inmy little backpack. The suspension slip was folded inside one of mytextbooks. I took it back to Mom and she read it as if it were somekind of legal brief. All she said was, "Okay," and she asked me to geta pen off her desk. She signed the slip and I took it away and put itback in the book. Then I came back and to ask her if she wanted me todo the dishes, but I could already hear the water in the sink running.Mom must.