Finally, at the age of 15 the defining moment happened. Mom had anaccident and her arm was in a cast. While she could do most of her"chores" she was...unable to do her nails, and she decided that she would"ask" me to do them for her. After all I knew her routine with my eyesclosed, and all I really needed was a bit of practice with the polish.Anyway, mom?s request was met by "MOM, that's girl stuff. No! I won'tdo it!" And that was met by mom making an offer I couldn?t refuse.She gave a. "Where is the rest of your family!!" Fatima asked her rudely."They're all having dinner!!" Mrs Trusk responded in a loving mesmerised tone.Fatima went to where the dining hall. Miley, Sara, Chris and their dad all saw Fatima. They looked at her as if she was a Goddess and that nothing else mattered in the world except for her.Fatima gave them a wicked smile."From now on all you must call me Mistress!! Got that you stupid Christian idiot!!!" screamed Fatima."Got it Mistress!!" all Trusks said in. ” “Have you decided that you don't like him?” “No, I still like him. It's just that...” Jeanne's voice trailed off. Realizing this was important, I said, “Tell me Jeanne.” “Michael, I love you. I don't want to take a chance on hurting you again.” “I don't understand. We've been talking about you having a boyfriend for the past two or three months.” “Yes, but now you're home.” “What difference does that make?” “Michael, I'm afraid I'm going to hurt you like I did with Derek.” “That was a. ”Don’t stop, Jack!”My lips easily found her hardened nipple and sucking it into my mouth, captured it with my teeth. Biting softly, I heard her moaning with her desire, her hand raised to her mouth, and she muttered. “Ahh! Ahh! Yes!”My cock was straining to get out of the suit and join in the fun. The tip was moist from the excitement and I felt a wet spot beginning to form in my suit. The more I fondled Pam, the wetter I was getting.My left hand was staying busy as I slid it under the right.