My mom was sipping on her morning tea and we were talking. We talked about daily stuff and my studies and exam results. Then after a couple of minutes... I put my left hand behind my back and started scratching as it was itching.Mom: What is it? Why are you scratching your back?Me: We don’t have a brush do we? I need to scrub my back next time.Mom: Oh! I think we do have one. I remember your Dad getting one when he visited us last time. But he never got around to using it. Wait! Let me go search. See sam was embarssed about haveing a crush on his step sister he knew that this was wrong not natural but sick in a sense but she just turned him on her curves the shape of her ass every thing about her turned him on he would often masterbate to the sent of her dirty pantys and fantasize about fucking her really hard in the ass and the mouth well this was the chance he had been waiting for and he wasnt going to let it slip by seeing that his s*s was growing he asked her if shewanted to play. "Well, hell. Come on, Jimmy, I guess we better change too." Dana walked out followed by Jimmy. The gold coins were left alone, forgotten and ignored. Dana contemptuously jerked the yellow tape off the door and stepped through. She gasped as she saw the amount of damage done to her living room.Broken glass was everywhere. The ceiling fixture was ruined. The beautiful drapes she had been so proud of were in tatters from the bullets that had been fired. "God Damn them. Dennis was right. No more. , Wednesday, November 18, 2015PLUR-MAkKikM, just outside Honolulu, HIThe legal guardian of Paula Akron and Paul Macon answered the door and invited the ten year old boy in. He was barely ten; his birthday was November 14. Sam Diamond liked this older guy, because he treated kids almost like adults. Not exactly like adults, because they’re not adults, but he treated kids with respect.Respect; that’s the word Sam hadn’t been able to think of yesterday. Usually when he had heard that word, it was.