‘Maybe he tried calling earlier. I’m sure he’s fine.’ ‘I suppose,’ Karen said. ‘I’m beat. I’m going to go to bed. Good night, honey....�� Kim said, ‘Good night, Mom.’ Tommy watched his aunt’s feet move to the door, then the door closed. Carefully, he slipped out from under the bed. He realized he didn’t have any clothes on. They were on the floor of his room where he’d left them before he chased Kim into her room. Kim giggled softly and said, ‘Wow! That was close.’ Tommy sat on the bed. ‘Yeah, it. People would come and go freely, watching the unbelievable sex showunfolding before their eyes. I knew no shame; at last, I was free toreveal the wanton slut I was, in all my debauched glory!No, I didn't win a prize. Nine people - my eight girlfriends and Grace- had guessed that I would be costumed as Mistress's slut-slave. Idon't think any of them had guessed the extent of my depravity untilthey actually witnessed it with their own eyes. Even so, I won the bestprize of the evening. After all. .I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to’ I said trying to calm her. I stared at her ‘what do you want?’ I asked eying her carefully.She looked down at me then and stated ‘you’ simply.I smiled lightly ‘Take me then’She looked almost in shock about my willingness to just give myself to her. Why was she so careful of me? I was the one who had to be careful. The girl had ‘fragile’ written all over her. She was so breakable, and so close to falling off the edge. If I said one. Different ... and somehow undefined. It might be better if the boy wasn’t so friendly and helpful some said, accompanying that with a meaningful look. If nothing else, he definitely was from the wrong side of the tracks, and, as Mountainvista sat where two major rail line crossed, there were multiple ways of being from the wrong side the tracks here.Looking out of the kitchen window, David Westhaven’s wife, Misty, saw the man and boy get out of the fishing boat and pull their shirts on. She.