.. A cynical, perhaps sly hint lay in her smile, and also in her relatively enormous eyes which screened her darkly. They appeared childlike at one mo...ent and shrewd with old experience at another. Angela, she supposed. Or whatever her name was. Angelina, came the sharp reply in a husky voice. "You might as well remember my name, little one..." Now, this woman certainly had an accent. She had an Asian touch, that was true, but at the same time this was also very faint... She could as well have. How can I say no to that face? “Really,” I nod my head and he kisses me hard. We go through all the wonderful obstacles of security, and eventually get on the plane. First class. As we take our seats in the back row, our comfortable, private seats, I turn to Ethan. “First class?” I ask him, trying to seem collected. “What? It’s the best way to fly,” he says simply, and I start feeling insignificant again. “Ethan, I can’t pay you back. Not anytime soon at least.” He was already shaking his. She said ok and we slept on bed keeping a distance. After some time, I urged to pee so I wake up and went bathroom. After returning, I find that mom has slept soundly. Her face was so lovely and calm. I was feeling little tension in my pant. I find the bulge on pant. My penis was getting bigger. I felt little guilty, but somehow I controlled myself and tried to sleep. But now my mind filled with incestuous thoughts which I used to read on stories on internet. I am getting sexual thoughts about. ‘By and if the fact is true he’s a open homophobe and closeted homo, as guys in his position normally are, his rep could be seriously fucked.’ Andrea said menacingly. I know that school well too…’ Rayne is sneaking back into his dorm when he spots somebody and ducks under a lifted Grand Wagoneer. Turns out some girls were sneaking back to their dorms from what he could hear were wanting to find him. He continues on to his room. Safely in bed, he’s surprised by Cole. ‘Hey dawg, some chicks were.