.., sorry Mother. Convince that tired old man that I am his son. That was all I ever wanted, all any son ever wants from his father. Just a little pri...e, warmth, perhaps affection? No Mother, I got none of that from him. Perhaps, if I had, things might be different now? I seriously doubt it, I don't think there was ever any love in him, for me his son, in all sense of the word," Art said spitting the words."ART! Enough!" Viola suddenly said having heard enough from the man who meant more to her. I was standing in front of the mirror, admiring my feminine beauty and stroking my cock when I was startled by a wolf whistle. I gasped; there was Butch standing behind me with his arms folded, watching me. I grabbed for Mom's Frederick's of Hollywood silk shorty robe, but Butch's hand lashed out and grabbed the robe from my hand. He whistled. "Like mother, like son", he said."Butch, I was just – " I noticed his hand was squeezing his groin; that's when I felt fear. He had me in his grip, his. Maybe you can return the favor someday... but I’m not keeping score.”I nodded. “Thanks.”“Are you okay? You sound pretty glum.”“Well, I dunno if that’s really the way to put it....”“Then how else would you say it?”“I mean... I’m okay, I guess. It’s just the situation that sucks. Chad’s birthday is next week, but he’ll be either stuck in that hospital, or hanging out by himself. Either way, it’s not cool.”“I’m sorry.”“It is what it is.”“What are you getting him?”“You mean for his. Aur pir main sofe se neechay akar carpet pe bet giya aur uss k hips k beech deknay laga uss ki choot ab bohat ziada dik rahee tee uss k motay hips k beech main pagal ho raha ta lakin dar raha ta tabhi main ne aunty se kaha aunty app ne dress achi pehni he aunty ne uss andaz main kaha hain garmi bohat he is wajah se ye pehna he aunty ne mujay deka Aur kaha are tum pir neechay bet gaye ho kiya hua main ne kaha kuch nahe main khada ho giya jeans main mera lun bahar ki taraf nikla ta uss ne lun par.