Together you will make each other better versions of yourselves."Mom grabbed my Dad's hand. "Come on Daddy-O. I think I've had enough wine to handle m... brother now. You and Greg may want to go grab an Ice Cream. I'm about to lay down the law and claim our house back."When my parents left, Tracy and I just held each other. I knew we were not going to follow my Mom's advice. Someday I may wish I had. I gave us until Thanksgiving. Until then I was going to enjoy every moment with Tracy I could. If you keep this our little secret from your parents, you can have some beers too. I know you’re only sixteen, but you put in a full day of man’s work today and deserve some adult refreshment.”We were both sitting on the bottom bunk and watched the local channel for a while. I had never had any alcohol to drink before that night, and about the time I finished my first beer and was getting a little woozy, Matt said, “After all those conversations we’ve had over the past two weeks, I was inspired. ....at the time of this event Timmy was 8 or maybe 9 years old. Thisevening he was especially rambunctious and was running around the salon.There were only me, Lori and Maddie, her stylist and Timmy, but after awhile it grated on everyone's nerves. I had given Lori a manicure while herhair was drying and I was waiting for Maddie to finish her hair so we couldleave. Well, Timmy is touching everything in the salon....when he got to thenail station he was handling bottles of polish and dropped. "Please..." she begged, "Please, go faster, fuck me...fuck me hard...oh God...please..."After a few minutes of gasping and pleading, I did as she asked and sped up, thrusting hard into her."Yesss..." she moaned as she threw her head back, "Fuck yes! Oh my God!"I kept increasing my speed, slamming my full length into her over and over. I dug my fingers hard into her hips, while she reached behind her and grabbed on to the metal bars of my headboard. Her arms were spread wide, and I could see.