She poured me an iced tea and one for herself and she sat down. We had some small talk about things, and the weather and then the talk kind of flipped... She asked me if I understood what she was telling me about being lonely. I said “Probably because Bob is on the rails for a couple of days at a time”. She said “That is not all. When he is home, he isn't really here”. I asked what that meant, and she said he doesn't pay her much attention. “That surprises me” I said. “You haven't changed since. I'm as certain as I can be of anything that doing that has helped us form a working family dynamic. One on one time is important too, or at least it seems that way to me. Sure Lily seems to demand and get most of my off work attention, but inviting Ron out to my workshop after dinner seems to have firmed up the bond between us. He's both more and less than another brother to me. Since you said you could use better armor I've had the version you use installed on my mockup. One thing that living. As she taught essay writing on the board using a marker , me and my friends would be unzipping our pants and masturbating under the table. For us, our hands worked more in stroking our dicks during English class than they did on writing essays. Every time she did her rounds, we would quickly zip up(sometimes we would carelessly zip it in haste till the zip hurt our dicks). But we still did it and risked being caught because a boy can control his lust towards a woman, but no boy is able to. "What if you have people over?" Mia asked cautiously."Either they will see you naked or stay in rooms" mom said and I kept quiet. "Now get to bed, you look tired" mom added and headed back to the kitchen while my sister and I quickly made our way to our rooms, careful not to look at each other as we did.I woke up six hours later. My bladder was about to burst, and I was starving. I got out of bed, slipped out of my room and made my way over to the bathroom. Just as I got to it, the door opened,.