Susan watched her reactions, somewhat of surprise, somewhat of shock, giggling with her infernal girly giggle . At first she seemed not to fully grasp...or understand, but then she nodded a bit... still looking somewhat uncertain, but apparently willing to try whatever Master wanted of her. They had been totally ignoring her presence, but Susan knew Master was aware of her presence there, even if Kimberly was lost in lustful bliss. Susan caught his sidelong glance as she had crawled into the room. "Brian, can you take me by work instead of school today? I need to talk with my boss about something," I said."What about your schoolwork?" he asked."Well, school will be over in a couple of days and I've already taken my finals and passed everything. I really don't need to go to school except to make an appearance and I can do that after I talk with Mr. Harris." I suppose so. What's going on?" Brian could tell by my voice and the way I was acting that something was very wrong. He had become. While he slept, I sat in the kitchen and cried for a long time. I was afraid that I was going to lose my husband. That he didn’t want me or love me any more. I looked at myself in the mirror and realized that if I were Jim I wouldn’t want me either. My breasts were sagging, I had gained too much weight, my stomach stuck way out over my waist. I looked like a large overripe pear. Ugly and fat is what I was. The only good thing was that I had no stretch marks to speak of. Jim had faithfully. You’re an eighteen year old boy in your final year of high school living with your single mom, Kelly. You get on alright at school, with a few close friends – thankfully, now everyone is eighteen and college is looming, the bullies have mostly matured out of their need to torment you anymore. Quite shy and bookish, you’ve never kissed a girl, much to your disappointment.Luckily, the internet provides – it’s about 11 and you’re feeling kind of horny, so you get ready to load up some porn..