Cathy pushed open her son's bedroom door and stepped in, he was lying in bed on his side, his face seemed anguished and his eyes were red from crying....Feeling her heart fill with love she quickly walked to the bed and sat down her hand stroking his face."What's the matter baby, does your back hurt?" No mother it's nothing I'm fine." No you're not baby, please tell me what's wrong." I'm sorry mother, I don't know what happened, I know you probably think I'm disgusting and I'll go back to school,. We seldom spent weekends alone without male companionship. We had both had some semi-permanent relationships by the time we were in our final year.I accepted most of the feminist dogma at this time. Scholastically, I had outstripped all of my male peers during my years in school. I believed in the mantra that if you wanted a job done well, find a woman to do it. This also carried over into my personal life in that I wanted full control of any heterosexual relationship. I recognized that I could. I noticed you only filled one at the station yesterday." I told him that was because the front tank had still been full and the only fuel I used was from town to here.I went to the house to get my debit card, and when he finished filling the big five hundred gallon propane tank, I was ready with the card. He processed the sale, gave me a receipt, and said, "I'll be at Teddy's in about an hour. The roads are clear and I didn't have any trouble getting up your drive."The man left and I was. Place was mostly empty and what looked like the single bits of gash were noting special. But we were there and it was too late to move on so we had to make the most of it, another of my mates has a gift for being able to get chatting to groups of slags on a nite out so we tried a few different bunches, not much choice really so we endend up with the foour of us and three slags.All were about 25 or 26, one was ok looking but had really bad teeth, another was not bad but I guessed here tease act.