" Very funny, Jack."I glanced over at Mary. My sister had tears working their way down her face from each eye. I reached out and squeezed her hand."Oh... Mary. I'm sorry. I didn't think. Are you OK?" I don't know, Mom. It wasn't like that for me. I wanted it to be. So bad. But then they hurt me. Why did they have to do that? We didn't do anything wrong. We went to the party and when they crashed it we left. We were just driving down the road. And when they ran us off the road, we didn't do. No wonder Sherry didn't like kissing girls anymore either, I thought. Men are so much better to kiss. While he kissed me, I was reaching down and stroking Randy's cock for him. His mammoth meat was so big that my hand felt tiny around it. All of the sudden, I wanted a man in bed with me with a cock this big every night. How could I not? He was my boyfriend first before he was Sherry's. I was the one who picked him out and made him horny and got him into our bed. I felt just like a dirty little. "She was wet and ready again for me as I was hard and aching to be inside her again, we made love slowly, tenderly and very emotionally. She clung to me sobbing as she climaxed and cried again when I said softly."I love you Jill." You are coming back to us Tommy, aren't you?" was the question she asked me as we kissed in the doorway of her flat before leaving for the wedding."Yes" I said simply, but in fact I really didn't know whether I was or not.Mum looked absolutely stunning in the white. Even though itdidn't feel wrong to be around them, he knew at some level it was wrong.There were also boys at school who he liked. He didn't mean like, but hemeant like like. He watched them and hoped they would talk to him. Butthese boys didn't really talk to girls and they pretty much didn't talkto him either. It was more likely they would hit or insult him than totalk nice to him. Jay didn't mind though. The little eleven year oldscouldn't hurt a 'man' like him and in someways being.