I started playing the lead-in for, ‘Wanting You’‘Wanting You’ © 2019 JRyterI’ve wanted you for so long Though you never look my way Give me...reason to hold on Look into my eyes, feel the words I sayStill wanting you - wanting youI long for you day and nightListen to my heart, it beats so strongThe touch of your hands feels so rightMy love for you can’t be wrongStill wanting you - wanting youBe my lover, be my friendDon’t walk life’s pathway alone... Wanting you forever, til the very endMy love. Itwas my job to go to the storeroom and get equipment outand get it ready for practice. The storeroom was locatedunderneath the East bleachers, right in the center. Itwas a very isolated spot, since you were visible to noone unless they came down under the stands.One day as I was heading for the storeroom, I came uponold Bill. He was an old Black man who did fieldmaintenance and sometimes janitor work at the school. Hehadn’t seen me coming. He was standing at the corner ofour storage. The train went on into the mine. Velma was feeling a bit tired so she sat down onto an old couch and shut her eyes. It had been a long journey that morning after a particularly harrowing adventure. After a moment, she felt hot as if someone was breathing on her and took off her sweater, something she normally never did as she was embarrassed at the size of her breasts. Normally they were fully covered by a bra and bulky sweaters, particularly a red one, which had become her trade mark. Then she. But I was afraid as she was my mom after all.It continued like this. I didn’t dare to make any move and felt that it might hurt my mom’s feelings. But one night, when I was going to the kitchen to fill my water bottle, I passed mom’s bedroom. I heard moaning sounds coming out of it. I placed my ears on the door and could hear most of what was going on.My parents were having sex. It should normally feel awkward hearing your parents do it. But mom’s moans were making me hard, and I rubbed my cock.