”“Oh! We’ve got a little whore over here!”She obviously didn’t like that, but continued to build on her story.“Just ask the chess club. I�...�ve sucked all of their dicks.”“The chess club? That’s the best you can do?”“i’ve fucked the entire baseball team.”“Shut the fuck up.”“If I saw a cock right now, it would be in mouth in five seconds.”“Oh, really?”Without thinking twice, I ripped down my shorts and my eight-incher flopped out. It bounced around in the air for a second and then came to rest in. I was wearing just a t shirt and track and was carrying a book, as no one should suspect me. She is in upstairs and her tenants are there in downstairs. I slowly opened the gate and went to upstairs without anyone noticing. Since it is residential area, there were not too many movements (as it was 11 AM). The door was kept open and I went in and slowly sat in sofa. After 10 min she came along with her kid after taking bath. She was wearing nighty and feeling nervous after looking at me.Even the. “„Aw, come on...“ I was desperate to get her off the topic, but she just persisted.„You like that? Like your girl big?“ she had finished her plate and now she was moving closer to me. And I got even more desperate. „I... well...“„You are just like your dad, you know that, don't you?“„Well... I guess I am... in some ways.“ I noticed she was leaning close to me„Boy, don't you think you could need some education? Some... training?“I felt that I was flushing. I didn't really understand what was. Was this a reenactment of that day? The similarities were too numerous to count.Sheila was Charlie's mother; Karen was Kevin's mother. Sheila was a married woman; Karen was not married. That time we were behind the dress shop; this time we were behind the Parkers' property. That time we were in broad daylight; this time it was dark. Sheila had to be persuaded to fuck; Karen had persuaded me to fuck her. Sheila had been ... who cares, that was then; this is now.Karen brought me back to the.