.." Mikey started to object, confused.What did his mother mean?"Shh h." She put his hand over his mouth and kissed himon the forehead. "Come with me."...Taking his hand shestood up and helped him to his feet. Hand in hand theywalked to the hall and toward her room."Mom," Mikey said, letting go of her hand. "I'm goingto go grab a glass of water. I'll be right in."His Mom smiled in agreement and let him go.As Mikey walked back downstairs and into the kitchenthoughts we racing through his mind. His. Oh the perfume… how my hand paused as I reached across my dresser. One bottle calls me, but I pass by it. No, I avoid it. Not because I don’t like it, its my favorite, but it was intended for someone else, it may go to waste, but no matter. I can rarely bring myself to touch it, even when I dust and rearrange my room. Looking at the clock, I still have time to kill, so I log onto my email. Its full and empty at the same time. Notes from bill payment services, reminders of bills to come, wishful. Then screams out as she has her first orgasm.Jim stands and takes Amy's hand helping her up and laying her down on middle of the living room floor,he goes and gets condoms as I get down between her legs and lean over kissing her as I slide my cock inside her,I slowly move my hips back and forth guiding my cock deeper into her warm pussy.Then sit up and with firm grip I hold her waste and thrust myself harder and faster and Jim kneels next to her and watches us fuck on his living room floor.With. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address.---Sarah CarerraBy AngelJedi(Released: September 27, 2010)Chapter 9 - The Band Played OnI was putting the last pin into my wig when my phone rang. Tracy hadpulled over on the way back to the studio to allow me to put the wigback on without the painful experience I had gone through the day ofthe concert, when I tried to pin it on in Dad's moving car.I quickly finished and reached for my purse. I knew that someone wascalling.