It was not first time but She always ignored me while I used to watch her boobs. On that day She shouted on my and pointed her fingers on her boobs an... said. “Jahan what are you looking at”. I was blushed and said sorry. After coming home, On that particular day I though that I would not do this again. Next day I went to class and looked at her. I was amazed to see that she was wearing tight black top with deep neck and blue jeans. Now my penis started erecting. I was out of control. Then again. Cliché time. Fried chicken or pulled pork?”I had to chuckle. “You know it! Okay, my arteries won’t thank me if I do it too often, but a little in moderation never hurt. Dumplings are a problem, I’ll admit. I like them too much in a good onion gravy, and Mom makes the best. Something else I miss badly, so many great barbecue restaurants, all over the South.”Mel nodded sagely. “That was one of the best things about doing college in Atlanta; amazing food and it was affordable, even for a poor. Twixt visits I'd secretly do the substitution, look at it in the mirrors, then shower it out before Girl arrived home from work.My hands shook as I worked it in, then hard brushed it thru. We'd put in special lighting and it helped.One morning I'd spied her looking at her bottom with the same hour glass hand mirror as I held now. We'd found it at an area swap meet."It's antique, boy, let's get it."She was naked, white and gleaming. She angled it one way to the wall of mirrors in her bathroom.. “I don’t know. He kept saying I’d stolen ‘it’ and where was ‘it’, and what had I done with ‘it’. It, it, it! He never said what. Just kept saying ‘it’.” Zack’s voice was trembling as the emotion welled up inside him again. “Oh god. What’s gonna happen to me?”“We’ll sort something out,” Robbie told him softly. “Go on with your story.”“Um.” Zack took a deep, shaky, breath. “After I got kicked out, I sort of just slept in the park for a few days. It were summer so it weren’t too cold. Except when.