.. if not downright abusive."I told you," I said easing back in my chair, closing my notebook, "any time you'd like for me to try helping you through ...ypnosis, I'm willing to give it a try." I know," she said sipping her drink nervously looking across from me. "If I can't manage it on my own ... eventually, maybe I'll let you. But ... that does sort of make me wonder about something Brad," she said as she paused for a moment, taking the time to polish off her drink. I'd barely even touched my. She was on her knees in front of a fourteen old boy. You can imagine the rest.” she informed me.“God, what the hell?” I asked.“Frankly, I thought you might know,” She said.“Well I don’t know. Can I speak with her?” I asked.“No she is on her own for now. She has invoked her right to a lawyer before questioning. Her first call wasn’t to you I presume?” she asked.“Fuck no it wasn’t. I wonder what her damage control will include,” I asked.“Probably first move will be to sever the relationship with. “Okay. Lock the door.”I locked the door behind me. Steve stood up, took off his t-shirt and his boxers, leaving him naked, and lay down and spread-eagled himself on his bed. His curly blond hair spread out on the pillow, and his half-hard dick and nipples were pinkish brown. He had a light coating of golden hair on his toned legs, and a mess of brown pubic hair by his half-hard dick.“How come you’ve already got a chub?” I said.“Thinking about Kayla’s blowjobs,” he said.I stepped out of my shoes. Showing off. She was glad now she’d not told Khadija or Tabitha more of what her sister had said. She was already rehearsing how she’d relate the evening. Grown-ups were so boring! However, all that changed when Fluff arrived. Unlike Amna and Salim, she was hiding none of her usual lack of constraint. She wore a sleeveless leather jacket, with her breasts bare beneath and a very tight very short skirt that so readily revealed that she wore no knickers underneath. And, of course, her face!.