At the moment, with her mindset, Mom believed she was looking for comfort from me while thinking of the reasons she wasn't with Dad — other than his...absence. I was okay with that, as long as her desire to get me out of my pants remained only a thought and didn't happen.Then there was a memory of Monique's arrival and the guy she had brought home with her, Ryan. Mom thought he was handsome and quite charming. I wasn't fooled. He reminded me of others I had seen only through my women's memories -. "I miss my son, Randymisses his teammate, and Allison misses her boyfriend."Brad was silent as he continued to stare into the mirror. He lookeddeeply into his bright blue eyes hoping to see himself... His old self.But there was only a blonde girl staring back at him with blinkingexpressive eyes. Sheila's son, Randy's teammate, and Allison'sboyfriend were not to be found in the looking glass. An eerie sense ofdespair washed over him and a tear rolled down his cheek. If earlier hehad felt a. “I been wantin’ to fuck this punk booty for six months!”“I wanted you to fuck me too, but I knew Tugg would’ve beat my ass.”“You my jailhouse faggit now! Damn you got da best punk boipussy I ever had!”“Thank you, daddy!”“You like that big dick!”“I love that big ole dick!”“Bout to make you wifey.”“I’ll be your gurl!”“What kinda gurl you gon’ be?”“I’ll be your jailhouse punk faggot bitch gurl!”“Good, boi! Take this dick!”Theo and Pepper went at it like rabbits until the dominant one could take no. 'I was really hungry when I finally got out of Kane hall to go forbreakfast, but only had a very short half hour before my debriefing onhow I escaped from Baron Blitzen. With this thought in mind, I quicklyfilled a tray with all the things girls are supposed to avoid, and satat the first empty table. Eating quickly, and still a bit hungry, I wentback for seconds. Given the quantities I had heaped on my plates,(plural,) even for my normal enhanced appetite, this was a bit unusual.However, since.