I miss those days I used to bathe you and put on some clothes on you. After many years again, I am doing all these to my son. Why can’t I take a sel...ie and make it a good memory? Why are you so angry about this.Me: Mom, but what if anyone sees this?Nancy: No one will see this, honey. I will just keep it safe with me.She gave a happy smile and took a couple of selfies with me. My dick and balls are clearly visible in that selfie.Nancy: See how cute my son is?After some time, she dried every inch. At the left end, the rose bushentwines a looping M, and on the right, a sinuous S. "That's good work. Who's the artist?" I drew it, and the needlework was done at Inkspot on Hollywood andArgyle. It took hours and hurt like the devil" It looks fresh." I got it done earlier tonight. This too." I turn and show off the barbell piercing my tummy. It is plain surgical steel, and the pierced fleshthrobs with pain despite the Vicodin. "Why aren't you wearing MS belly ring?" I have to wear this for the. While this story is based on the actual fact that my cousin did visit for a month when I was in high school, and we did a lot of making out, most of the story is based on my fantasies about this time in my life. Please give me feedback. Should I continue the story or not? Mark was your typical Texas 17 year old band geek. Most of his friends played in the band with him. Most of his spare time was spent practicing music on his clarinet. Most of his family was involved in other activities. So,. HtmlIt was almost noon and I was finishing the last of the morning coffee when I heard feet on the steps and someone out of breath. She stood there in the living room, a petite Japanese girl in a high school uniform. My wife. I said, "you know if you would learn to drive you wouldn't have to run the half mile home from school ever day at lunch." Seniors were allowed to leave campus for lunch and even though I had a car for her she couldn't drive by herself yet. "Want a sandwich?" I asked.