George punched her on thearm and with a big shit eating grin said, "Hey Jer my man! Ya just madelittle Chris here blush. Come on kid loosen up we are...going to P-A-R-T-Ytonight."They soon arrived at the Pole Driver Inn and Jerry parked the car. Atthe door Jerry whispered something into the doorman's ear then slippedhim some green. The doorman who looked like a black mountain looked atChrissie with a great big white smile and nodded them all into the club. "Y'all have a good time," was all he. He watched with some amusement as she tried to pull the long shaft out of the small hole in his shorts and underwear. "Wait," he said and unbuckled his belt and pushed his shorts and underwear to his feet.Mother and son were breathing hard as they stared at each other. She was looking at his long, throbbing erection and he was looking at the top of her head.Jimmy watched in the pale light of the late afternoon sun as his mother opened her mouth and let her tongue begin to lick the swollen head. 30 pm ko guitar classes jata aur lag bhag 9 baje wapas aata. Mere guitar classes me ek ladki thi jiska naam tha Komal. Uski height chhoti thi par dikhne me woh cute thi. Uske chhote boobs the aur height chhoti hone ke kaaran uski gaand bhi jyada badi nahi thi.Woh 12th me padh rahi thi, maine uski taraf kabhi dhyan hi nahi diya. Hum kabhi kabhi guitar tune karte waqt thodi bahut baat karte. Par jyada aisa kabhi maine usse baat nahi ki.Main ab thode bahut songs bajaana sikh gaya tha, abhi main. He imagined that his fingernails would be removed, fingers broken or cut off, and knees smashed with a baseball bat. Those were bad enough, but it was the thought of torture through electro-shock and genital disfiguration that really got to him. He wondered if this long wait alone was intended to give his imagination enough time to imagine the worst. Despite knowing what he believed his capturer’s strategy was, he knew it was working.He had no idea how much time had passed before he heard.