It was a tight knit group of men that seemed to sprout up out of nowhere in the years following World War II. Oscars ability to converse fluently in G...rman was the key to gaining their confidence and he had benefited financially ever since his inclusion in the group.When she was only 16 years old, Gabby was already glowing with the flame of sensual radiance. Her grandfather who was then in his sixties sensed her power over men.Oscar trained the young girl to please men without thought to her. I fantasise about my hot mother all the time. I sit there in bed every night with my mums Facebook open wanking and fantasising about me and her. I had been fantasising about my mother for about a year. Nudity was chilled around the house, since it was only me and my mother at home, I 'accidentally' walk in on my mother getting changed and always get a glimpse or two.It was another night of wanking and fantasising about my mother when I finally fell asleep and woke up the next morning to find a. There wasn't a soul in sight either. Lester went into the hall and walked toward the bedroom.Suddenly he stopped. There was the sound of voices. Jesus! It sounded like someone was fucking! Cautiously he eased further toward the opened door. It was blocked with boys, big high school boys. What the hell was coming off!Craning his neck around their heads and bracing himself in the open doorway he peered into the bedroom. My God! He nearly fell. Only his gripping hands on the doorframe held him up.. Worst case, I find a comfy chair and hover quietly in the background if I get tired or don’t feel well.”The thought of food turned April’s attention back to her empty stomach and she looked over at the table where waffles and coffee awaited.“Those are for you,” Ross said with a laugh, “I’ve eaten already. Go easy, though. You’re still recovering.”More cheerful than she had been in a long time, April sat down and dug into the food. As she ate, April kept glancing at the decorations and at her.