"I followed him to his door and stayed outside while he went in. I noticed an older gentleman laying on the further of two beds. We waved. The young m...n handed me the phonebook. I told him the wife and I wanted to find a place for breakfast in the morning. Now, this is not true as we have been going to that same motel for over 10 years and live in the town so we know all the eateries in the area.Had he been alone, I would have suggested to Deb that we play the 'phonebook' game wherein we go. She was moaning so loud and I was getting crazier. I grabbed her hair and kissed her deep whole fucking her.She looked at me and cried “faster, harder, baby fuck your mom rough”, I stopped looking into her eyes and all of a sudden pushed the whole length of dick inside her. Her nails dug into my skin, I could see the pain and pleasure on her face. I thought I was hurting her and tried to pull back but she held me and shook her head not to. “Fuck your mom rough, zor se, bohot zor se”.I held and. But on this Friday, I still needed to make a very important phone call North. I caught Vi in a good mood at the farm, but I absolutely had to tell her about the pact that had been made the weekend before. My dilemmas were many ... how could I carry out Vi's wishes without including Carly; how could I tell Carly that for several months, I'd been "carrying on" with a lady right up the street – and that, just for starters. Vi listened patiently, then said with the pressures increasing on Rhonda up. "Thank you. That's nice to hear, considering my son takes all his problems to Ellie Kirkland," she laughed. "That's a joke-Ellie's the best." I've never met her. Ed's suggested I should. I'm worried that she'd get protective services involved." Not if you do it informally. Besides which, wouldn't that be a good thing? You're being abused, Natalie. Let's call it what it is-abuse and neglect." Marginal abuse, at best," I contended. "Neglect? Yeah. But I'm almost 17. I don't want to go to foster.