That thought was signed, sealed, and deep-sixed. Ruth lay on an enormous fourposter bed, the pink curtains fastened by tiebacks. Ornate lilies were ca...ved into the dark wood. Her face was unusually smooth for her advanced age and yet somehow forlorn, a lean trickle of saliva made a path from the corner of her loose mouth, wetting her weathered arm which supported her head on the pillow. She didn’t snore but the bedding over her stomach moved regularly and slowly. He exhaled, not realizing that. I shut the bathroom door and stared at my five foot eight, unkempt dark brown hair and slightly over-weight reflection in the mirror and knew what I had to do.I had no choice. I''d have to tell Mom.*Twenty-four hours later, I found myself wide-eyed with embarrassment sat next to her in the waiting room of our local Surgery cursing myself at my continued stupidity.You big fucking dope. Why the hell did you open your big fat mouth and tell her you think you had some sort of "man problem" when you. This blackness in the center of the crater was somehow the just as harshas staring into the noonday sun - only it hurt his eyes with black.Blackness shined from it. Black it was, and black it shined. Jasper heldhis hand before his face to shield himself from the blaze of black, ithurt him too much to look at it.There was a blackness that started filling the crater too - like a pool ofshining water, if only water could shine black. It wasn't exactly likethe black at the center of the crater,. I was breathing heavily now. It actually felt ok, having this little 16 year old fuck my like this. His body pressed on top of mine. I closed my eyes and started to imagine I was being fucked by this guy at university that I had had a crush on all year. I had to bite my lip so as not to scream out his name each time he grunted. I reached up and grabbed hold of the bedpost above my head with both hands and hung on as he started to fuck me harder.“Take that bitch,” he shouted. “I’m going to fill.