My son was home early. He told me he was going to be hanging out with friends after we finished unpacking. He stared at my naked form.“Oh, my god,�... I moaned in abject shame and embarrassment. I ripped the bottle out of my pussy as he turned away.“Sorry, Mom!” he gasped.I fled down the hallway, my cheeks burning with humiliation. I slammed the door shut behind me. Did he know I was thinking about him? Did he realize it? My entire body quaked. Such powerful embarrassment filled me.“Sorry,” he. There were three story ideas, two of which were set in the winter while the third was a mystery, with a character surnamed Snow. There were 19 character names, backgrounds or profiles for 11 of them. He had written settings and a few object descriptions. He was pleased with himself, especially when he noticed something. ‘None of the women have red hair.’ He finished the third can of Dr Pepper and looked at the clock on the nightstand. It was 6:30 PM, time for him to head down to the restaurant. ..eighteen sun orbits?” The little devil scoffed again. “He smeared your tender ass with anesthetic ointment so you wouldn’t feel his cock ripping you. You bled for days after that. He told you it was because you’d overfed yourself forbidden fruit and you believed him. Such sweet...dim-witted innocence.” In shock, Davariel remembered the long forgotten incident. “He...he loves me.” He’s the only one who ever said so. Nearby, the wind caused a few dead trees to topple over. Part of the cliff. Barker... it is soooooo hard... Do you think it is cute too? Do you like it? Do you want to touch it? Mmmmmm, I'll bet you do... I bet you even want to suck it, don't you loverboy..."And with that he slowly swiveled around on his seat and spread his legs out wide and started tickling his balls and running his fingers up and down his hard but small cock and said, "Ooooo, sweet Mr. Barker... You have been soooooo nice to me... I think I know what you want me to do in return... Don't I? Hmmmm?.