He found his mother’s room and entered it to find that she was sleeping peacefully in her bed. He really didn’t have the heart to wake her up. Bes...des considering how much the drugs messed up her mind, would she even realize that he was even here, or even who the hell he was? He thought, ‘Not likely.’ Instead he reached out and grabbed her hand. While holding her hand he said a small prayer, not really because he thought God would answer the prayers of sinners like them, but more because it was. Be aware of creepy-crawlers and other nasty diseases - one of them can kill you. (i) You must know what I am referring to - I sure as fuck hope you do. 2. Oftentimes the ‘default brain’ between the ears is not much bigger than the man’s pinhead brain - try to avoid those men unless they have a really big cock. If they do, do not, I repeat, do not give them: your real name, your actual address, your real phone number, or tell them where the fuck you work – period! Just suck their big cock,. Sissy had know about these as well. There came a point in their disintegrating marriage that Emma stopped being even marginally discrete or respectful of sissy’s feelings in this regard; instead, she carelessly flaunted her promiscuousness right under the poor pansy’s nose, eventually bringing her men to the house even when sissy was home. Sometimes, or so it seemed to the humiliated sissy, Emma brought lovers around to fuck especially when sissy was home, as if to rub it in, as if to highlight. The first time I noticed Timmy watching me, he was only 16 at the time; that made him off limits but that didn’t stop my fantasy. As Timmy turned 17, I thought me might lose interest in watching me, but he kept watching and I kept fantasizing. I started calling him over when I would see him in his yard. Timmy was always anxious to help me with work in the yard or garage and we would talk. While Timmy helped me we would talk about school and as we got more comfortable I would ask him about.