‘No. Just my male ego.’ Abby pouted up at him. He smiled. ‘After that there was a lot of porn, Abby.’ ‘Lot’s,’ Mike chimed in from the f...ont. ‘Mike has quite the collection,’ he said watching her face intently. ‘I haven’t been much of a saint afterwards, but, Abby, I didn’t have full sex again until you.’ She stared at him incredulously. ‘You’re the first and only person I’ve ever made love with. Those other two times were just sex. That’s why I told you there’s a difference. Remember?’ Her. . well ... you see..."She interrupted, "Get on with it; I don't want to die from old age here." But she smiled at me saying that."Okay, I'm just going to say it. You'll probably throw me out after that anyway. I used to be Walter Hartman. I got MORFS and it changed me into a girl squirrel hybrid."There, I said it and I broke down to start crying. "I'll go home now, and leave you here to hate me for not being there for you when you needed it."Marjorie walked up to me and lifted my head, then. The night I was texting my friend garima a Good night, it went to poorva too by mistake because my chat with her was under garima’s chat..n since I just had gone to wash myself after cumming to garima’s hot pics and texts, I just mis-touched the window and sent the Good night text to poorva instead. Anyway I sent it to garima too..n didn’t apologise to poorva about wishing her a Good night at 3 in the night. So I slept..but smthn happened.. Even poorva was online and she was talking to her. Mom was a long haired, busty brunette who spent most of her time worrying about us, she was blissfully unaware of guys looking at her.I had always kept an eye on her. I mean, I wasn’t the psycho possessive son, I think. Either way, I think at some point, I started catching those lustful feelings for her. She was just hot, you know? I was alway happy to hang out with mom. Sometimes, she’d drink and she’d ask me if she was beautiful. I think it was because she kept telling me how much I looked.