I could see Casey in a group of people. He, alone of the room looked confused. And he looked concerned. Some of them whispered. Fuck em. I thought you...were a fag? Sarah asked. Fuck off I muttered angrily as I opened the door and left. I didnt even bother making the point of slamming the door. I just left it open and walked out of there as fast as I could. My thoughts were clearing from the adrenaline and I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I just wanted to die. She may have been tipsy. ''Look at your hair'' he gently touches my forehead. ''Beautiful. Brunette, parted in the middle. All the way to your breasts, your hair is touching them.. and the curls. Tell me, Paul: have I not created you anew?'' ''Yes'' I blush. ''You have.''''And do you remember why are you like this?''I do not find it easy to continue but I simply know there I have no choice. ''I have called you a fraud'' I reply softly. ''Someone with an insatiable lust for power.''''Yes'' he grins. ''You. The ladies were pretty much out of it. Betty, my mom's best friend, came over to me. She said she could not believe what had happened and asked me to not say a word ever to anybody. Then she asked me why I did not get in on the action? I told her I did not know for sure. Then she looked at my rock hard cock and said I should give her a try. I asked her if she was sure. She said she just fuck several strangers, it would be great for her to do something for me. I dropped my pants and mounted her. Pretty stoned and horny, I started talking loosely, saying suggestive things to my very erect, shirtless son as I played with my pussy and slid my hand under my tee-shirt, and played with my tits.“I like rubbing your back!” I said as I pulled and twisted my hard nipples. “My feet are very sensitive, and your back feels really good!” I said as I rubbed my clit behind his back, feeling an orgasm beginning to build.Danny never picked up his game after putting it down. He just sat there enjoying.