Under normal circumstances, the odd weather would have gotten quite a bit of play in the news. It was barely a blip on the radar with a pandemic and a...worldwide lock-down taking up every second.Stephanie had been awake for about a half hour, and much like winter, had only surrendered to the day when she couldn’t force herself back to sleep. She peeled back the covers from her nude body, slipped out of bed, and resigned herself to another day of shelter in place.When she opened her drawer, she. It was one of those that had flip numbers ... she had put it in storage because it started running backwards.Grace remembered it from her time as an Austin. She chased it down, wound it up and set it for Hineahuone's birthday. Those clocks aren't quiet ... click ... click ... click ... counting down the seconds until F day. Click ... click ... click. It was very unfair.You could see the tension build.Click ... click ... click ... the numbers fall and fall and fall.Click ... click .... He went to his desk and sat down and asked me to come around to where he was sitting. He patted the top of the desk next to him and asked me to sit down. I sat down and waited for a moment. He asked me if I did anything else besides masturbate myself in front of other people. I told him, I never did that before, but I had been so horny all day and when I saw him staring at me, it was so arousing, that I couldn’t help myself. He pushed my knees apart just a little and placed his hand on my. She must not have seen his face, he thought as he wondered how to get out of the dilemma he had gotten himself into."Please, make love to me, please," he heard his mother beg again as he stood by the bed, paralyzed with fear and indecision while she continued to pull on his cock.How could he live with himself if he did what she wanted, he thought as he heard the bed creak again.Then he gasped in disbelief as he felt his mother wrap both hands around his bounding maleness. He couldn't let it.