Mom: ofcourse you are grown up now arent you?Me: Man as in MANMom: Means…Me: as your man who can protect you.Mom: Yes you did it yesterday…Me: and...I want to do it forever.Mom: yes you will you are my son and I am sure you will even after your marriage.Me: No I want to protect you as your MANMom: Parth…Me: Mom listen, we both have got very close,we share things, I want to protect you and whats wrong in that?Mom: I know but darling I dont want to spoil your life.Me: We can be goods friends, say. ’ Lacey sighed gently, her fingers moving to the back of his head as he pulled her closer, tighter as he spoke. She knew it hurt him. She could see it on his face, hear it in his voice. But she also knew that he was carrying around guilt, and had been for years, for something he had no control over. ‘You can’t blame yourself Wesley.’ She lifted her other hand to gently touch his f ace, as if trying to get him to look at her and understand what she was saying. ‘It’s not your fault. And if you. "Please don't, you're hurting me," cried Debbie as she tried to move and release the pressure of the huge body pressing her against the door of the unit. "I can't breathe, please get off me." If you do as you are told I'll let you breathe Miss, now stop fighting me and cooperate," yelled Big Al.Debbie knew the monster of a man could crush her if he chose to do so. She stopped fighting and tried to be still. She heard a snap and felt cold steel encircling her left wrist. Big Al grabbed the short. I liked what I saw.Afraid of being caught peeping and what it could mean to out progress, I backtracked and left the house and came back at my usual time and was met at the door by Jessy’s warm, tight hug.That day Jessy was wearing something different. Pyjamas I guess. Whatever she was wearing, it was very thin and very supple. It almost felt as though my hands were touching her flesh. I could feel every detail on her skin.Again I went with the spread legs stance. Even wider than the day.