So the first day I came home from school I faced an angry Aunt Clare who hollered at me about the mess in my room. Well, it was messy before she arr...ved so I assumed that it wasn’t part of “keeping things neat.” I told her that, but this seemed to just piss her off even more. She warned me that I had 24 hours to get my room in shape or I’d have to face the consequences. I had no idea what this meant. That evening I made a half hearted attempt to clean my room up. But this is. I didn’t give him another thought until I saw him come back out, this time he asked for a cigarette. I handed him one, and lit another for me. I was so cold but I was determined to talk to this hunky man. He started talking to me, and asked my name and what classes I was taking. Somewhere in the conversation I learned his name was Dallas. He was a 25 year old Business Major from Florida. After about 10 minutes, I told him I had to go to my Poly-Sci class, and I would see him around campus.. Needless to say I arrived back at the bitch's house, she had her robe on and a stern look on her face.What do you want of me I asked, she said I want to fuck you faggot breath, I said can't we work this out some other way, no faggot she screamed I want your ass! There has to be another way, oh nooo faggot I want your body, your mouth, your dick, your manhole.Either give me what I want or I call my daughter now and tell her the story I have made up.Please some other way, please! With that she. Cherie's skin was so soft and slippery that I started to feel a little aroused again, in spite of myself. As my hands moved down her sides she leaned back slightly, causing the tips of my fingers to brush the sides of her breasts. Was it my imagination, or did I feel her shiver slightly?I scooped up water in my hands to pour down her back, rinsing the soap from her body. There was something so sweet, so sensual about what I was doing ... Cherie's back and shoulders were truly lovely, and I.