When I turned fourteen, I basically started asserting myself and she hated it. I’ve spent the last four years fighting her for control of my life. F...rtunately, my dad has taken my side more often than not. Most importantly, I went to Sweden for a year and found out just how to run my life and to deal with all kinds of stuff.“It also helped that I had a good job before I left and started my company with Beth. That let me buy my car and my computers. Mom had a fit about both of those, but. Once inside, she fished in her purse till she found the needle and bit of thread she had never had occasion to use. She wondered if Robert would be crying, if Benett would have cut his trip short, if maybe he was already back home, and she sewed her wedding ring onto her panties. Everything was too clean. She sat down in a booth, and it took forever for the waitress to come, she thought. All she wanted was a Coke. Outside, through the black shiny glass in which she could see a ghost of herself,. Jay lined his cock back up with my mouth and Matt got busy working a lube covered finger into my ass."God, she's tight. I can't wait to stick it to her." I don't care. She knows how to suck a cock. She can stay right where she is."Back and forth, they kept a running dialogue. Matt worked my tiny asshole, while I slobbered over Jay's dick. When I started to move my hips in time to Matt's fingers and moaned around Jay's cock, Matt figured I was ready. Slathering the lube to his hard on, he lined. “We’ll show you on our morning ride, tomorrow.”Tom chimed in at that point. “There’s no need to wait, Paul, unless you’re not interested in fresh meat. There are two bucks on the side of that hill,” he said, pointing to a small hill just under 1200 yards away.The rest of us pulled out our monoculars and looked where he was pointing. Sure enough, two young bucks were getting ready for a fight. I shook my head at his eyesight and handed Father O’Shea the monocular. He looked a bit puzzled at.