Many years ago his friendhad recommended a doctor to help him with the insomnia he had developed fromworking to hard on classwork. Not long after, his...insomnia was cured with alittle help from some prescription sleeping pills, but as time went by heoccasionally found himself waking up to find items misplaced or his body facingthe opposite direction on the bed. He couldn?t help but think that somethingwas a bit odd, but he refused to mention it to anyone out of fear that theywould switch him to. They worked their way up to your asshole. He rims your ass with the wet fingers, lubing you up. As soon as he is satisfied with the job, he slips his fingers back into your pussy and then resumes his working on slipping his fingers into your asshole. It only takes the slightest push now and he gains entry. He starts with one finger, working it in and out until you feel his palm bottom out on your ass. "MMM," you moan, you immediately thought, fuck was that my voice. Then he adds a second finger. She had realized even then that he had always been honest with her.Her eyes sought him out now, she didn't want to die, but could she do this? She knew deep down he was a gentle man, and would make things as easy on her as possible, but could she do what he wanted her to do?She watched him approach a nude woman who was sitting at a table crying. He said something to her and she shook her head. He talked with her some more and she finally gave him a tentative smile.Daniel motioned the woman he. ?What a lovely daughter you have there,? the neighborswould say when they looked at Roger with his shoulder lengthblonde hair. His mom would just try to hide her embarrassmentover the truth. ?Yes, I understand.? Mrs. Fillmore said as she put down the phoneand went to the back door. ?Roger?Robin, can I speak with you.??What is it mom?? Roger asked as he got out of the pool in awomen?s blue one piece bathing suit. His blue painted toe nailsslapped along the cement that surrounding the in ground.