You may be her Master, but you do not own me so I can tell you where to stuff it any time I want. So, “Mister Big Shot’, stuff It! Ha, how do you ...ike that?”Mike stepped back and looked first down to Randi, who looked scared, and then back to Bill, who had a smug grin on his face.“Bill, you don’t want ‘to poke the bear’ here. All I have to do is tell Randi to get to my house now and she will go. Care to test me on that? If I wanted her to myself I would have done that while you were gone. I. Marti left for school and I stayed behind. I couldn't let my mom dwell on her problem much longer without at least knowing what was bothering her.After Marti left, my mom went into the living room and sat on the couch. She had her face in her hands, rubbing her eyes, quietly. I sat next to her and placed my arm around her shoulder. She cuddled in to me and started lightly crying. I tried to say comforting things to her as she put her arm around my waist and nuzzled into my neck, like a little. “What you got in here?” she asked, pulling my jock strap out and holding it above her head. I can’t even begin to describe how fucking embarrassed I was. “Give it here” I yelled diving for it. Kimmy dropped to her side on the floor clenching my jock strap in both of her hands. I tried to grab it from her as we wrestled on the floor but she was wirey and kept squiggling away. To my shock, as we were flopping all over the floor I realized I had a massive hard on. I finally got the strap back but. While I long have had deep feelings for him, he didn’t seem to be serious about me. Well it turns out he was and I accepted his proposal. Since I am now engaged, I can’t continue the relationship I have with you. I can’t be engaged and at the same time be sleeping with other men. You are a nice guy and I hope you will understand.”“I do and am very happy for you. You deserve all the happiness you can get. You are a super girl and I can only wish you the best. It has been my pleasure in knowing.