I take it, staring at the glowing tip like I’ve never seen it before.The smoke is bitter and harsh, barely remembered. But my hands have the proper ...uscle memory for the act and I put the butt to my lips.The first drag makes me cough, just like it did when I was fifteen and bummed a smoke from my very first crush. He’d been the boy from the wrong side of the tracks my daddy would have had heart failure over. His name was...“I remember you now.” I say.“Do you?” He smiles and wraps his coat. One of his greatest fears hadbeen of her catching him masturbating, yet today hisMom had undoubtedly seen him lying on her bed naked,covered in his own i****tuously generated cum as shegot out of the shower.Mikey didn't know whether to cry in shame or punch theshower wall in rage. He did both. He spent the entireafternoon pacing, impatiently changing channels on thetelevision, and cursing himself and his mother out. Hewas angry at her for letting it happen. He was angrywith himself for wanting. I went to the linen closet to get my special sex me bubble bath and scented candles. Even though I am home alone I believe it calls for the reverend R. Kelly to preach to my body. Taking a bath really relaxes me especially with the R. in the background preach rev. preach I start to sing as I began to touch myself “ temperatures riiiising and youuuuur booody’s yeeeearning fooor me” as I insert my pointer and middle finger inside of my pulsating pussy the reverend is singing to me “ it seeeems. We will answer all of your questions very soon. First, you must be hungry, and I know you’d like one of these’, she purred, offering me a cigarette. I paused for a second and said, ‘Thanks, no. I’ve quit’. She smiled and put the smoke back in her pocket, my eyes following it lustfully. ‘Shall we?’ she said, motioning to the dining room. I followed them to a table near the windows. Sunlight managed to stream through them, despite the cluster of buildings surrounding us, which I knew to be.