“I guess, yes. Whenever I see your mother, she always mentions that you are stuck in your room on your computer.”I flushed red. I could feel it.Tu...king my light-brown hair behind my ears, I focused on taking another sip of my beer.My mother was always doing that. I know exactly why she was always mentioning me to him. No doubt she was comparing his kids to me. I never lived up to anyone in her eyes.Well, at least she thought I was doing something constructive on my laptop when I was holed up in. ” “ I do...what do you mean? I'm nothing like Sarah.” “ She's playing with his mind to get what she wants and that's what you're doing. You're trying to get me to let you stay here, aren't you? “ Maybe,” I said. “ Listen. I do want you to stay here, but not because you're telling me that story.” “ Really. You want me to stay here. Cool! What do you mean it's not because of my story?” “ I like how you are. You're not afraid of me. After I tackled you and was about to take you, you laughed. She looked down, fascinated by the sight of the steel clamps pinching her swollen nipples. A chain connected the clamps to each other and carried a small weight near the center. This weight pulled and tugged gently with every breath Sara took, shooting twinges of pleasure through her nipples and ensuring that they stayed aroused."Stand Sara, and let me dry you before you catch cold." Sara stood obediently, spreading her legs as he indicated by pressing on her inner thigh.Mark rubbed the thick. Im sure that vid got to her too. Then we put the photo we had cum over and all the cum into a waterproof envelope to mail to her. (after that i added mailing her cum as a suggestion to the video.) then someone got a valentines card (it had been a few days ago) and everyone wrote comments to her. again, not at all my idea, but fun. when it got to me there were lots of one word comments and quite a few messages, most of which was pretty crude, though a really good one said the writer had her.