He looked in the mirror at himself and smiled. The door opened and Rochelle slipped in behind Nate. She leaned over his back and sucked on his ear. He... hand slid down to cup Nate’s growing erection through his pants. Rochelle moved her hand up and down Nate’s hardening shaft. One finger snaked out and slid Nate’s fly open and her hand moved inside to pull Nate’s cock out. Rochelle closed her hand around Nate’s cock and stroked him up and down as she sighed in Nate’s ear. Rochelle let go of. It was red and chaffed. He hoped it would heal before his wife got home. “Take a short break in the bathroom Slut, I need to make a phone call” Anton continued.Joshua stood shakily and walked into the bathroom. What he saw in the mirror shocked him. Where he expected to see a 46 year old, slightly out of shape man, the mirror reflected something entirely different. His face was streaked with tears and snot, his eyes were like a trapped a****l. He was scared but there was also no denying that. The house was small. From the back door I stepped into the kitchen, a rectangular room with a refrigerator and stove, both small. The front room and the second bedroom were devoid of furniture. Laura's bedroom at the rear of the house had the bed that she had written about, it being the only furniture.Dropping my bag, I went back to the kitchen. The refrigerator was empty. On the counter was a small microwave, a toaster and a coffee maker. In the cabinets there was a set of dishes, four place. So I'm on another visit to my sister's and my mom drops me off for a week or so. Things at my grandparents/sister's are as usual except that I'm honing my new found art work one day. I'm usually left undisturbed when I'm drawing, But one day my older sister decides to pay me a visit and show some interest in my "art". She looks over my shoulder and quickly notices what the picture I am working on is, however she asks what I am drawing and I am a bit shy and embarrassed to say. She takes me.