He could gamble, delving fully into the closet and the matchingaccessories, that there would no need to drop whatever he was doing at amoment's notice... However, he knew it to be a bad gamble, for there was ahost of problems waiting to flare up at the slightest spark, all of whichwould require his team to make an appearance. The heads up he hadreceived, before heading home, had not been one of his boss's, theoriginal asshole, nasty pranks.Not that he was affected by those pranks anymore. He had. " As he said that, he moved his hand to her shoulder and rubbed it, then moved it and started to stroke her back a little."And I think your Dad is really hot too. You both look so similar. You look more like brothers than father and son." Now it was getting interesting. My former teacher was sitting on my couch, with me Dad sitting next to her. And she was telling me he was hot and he looked like me.We talked for a few more minutes, and I got up to go get a drink in the kitchen. I had started. When Justin was far enough from her, she looked at Billy with sad eyes. He glanced at her, and then laughed at her:"What do you want from me you stupid cunt? Do you honestly think I'm going to help you and turn my back on my boy here? You're fuckin' retarded, bitch! Stop looking at me before I gouge your eyes out!" She closed her eyes, tears rolling down her cheeks. Her last thread of hope was demolished right then and there by the one man she thought would feel bad, but he turned out to be. Then I remembered how mama told me about his wish to fuck my mom, his sister. I thought I would surprise mama, so after the shower I covered myself in a towel and went to my mom’s room to get her clothes. While going through her clothes, I found her marital dress. Nothing could have been more perfect, so I wore mom’s red lingerie and then her red saree. I did my make up, and wore some jewelry too. When I looked in the mirror, I couldn’t believe how I looked like a carbon copy of my mom..