Stupid as it was, he didn’t need a knife in the gut or bullet in the chest to prove it.He sighed at the memory, and looked out the window until the ...us pulled up to his apartment building. A shit shit, shit shit shit end of town. No cops, no cameras, nothing but bars on the windows and leaking roofs. No friends here, no family, no one to turn to, nothing.He kind of liked it, but mostly hated it.The front door of his apartment creaked like a dying siren. He put his journal down, walked past his. I had to savor this wondrous delight. She clutched tight to me. She held me to her breast as our tongues dueled together.We loved each other. It was amazing. I was so glad I had the Halo. That I could awaken my mother to her true feelings, That my father could finally see that I was a man. He slipped out of the room, leaving us to our love.That other God almost had it right. But mothers weren't sluts for their sons. They were lovers.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sirvard Vahan – Cancer“Where is. It was about a week later that she came to me with her plan. She wanted to take a cruse, going down along the coast of California and Mexico. She wanted to take at least two weeks and she wanted to take one of her friends. She wanted to take Susan Barlow, but Susan could only go if she took her Aunt Rachael as a chaperone. It would be wonderful: she could shop, see all the places in Mexico that she had only heard of and hit all of the fabulous beaches and see a lot of guys. She thought it would. 1……………….”and she let go. She ripped her hand out of my ass and left the room. I layed there, exhausted, aching for a release. She poked her head in, “Don’t you dare finish yourself off. You cum when I say you can you slut. You should be happy I did all that to you.” She walked close. “You are a weak little man. You just sucked a guy after he fucked your ass. I fit my hand inside you, you have a loose faggot asshole and enjoy watching your wife get fucked by a superior black man. Why would.