. yeah," Scott managed to get out, blushing."Doesn't sound like you're very happy about it," she said with a chuckle.His voice finally started to retu...n and he said, "Oh, it's okay, but I'd rather be doing any number of things."She laughed at that and her laughter stoked the fire in him, making him want to keep talking, to keep her near."How is the Classic going," he asked, glad he'd been able to remember the name of the event."Oh, it's great," she gushed. "I'm having a great time and I think. He also told Mom that I was over 21 and they couldn’t stop me. My dad is pretty cool sometimes. I was in bed trying to get some sleep and the door slowly opened. Robin came into the room and climbed into my bed. ‘I want to spend tonight with you Frank. Go with me or stay, I want one more night with you,’ Robin whispered. ‘Go,’ was all I said. The next morning I quickly packed duffel. The Corvette didn’t have a lot of luggage room. Jeans, T-shirts, underwear, socks, shaving kit, and a jacket was. I sunk my tongue as deep as it would go and flickered it, letting my tongue dart quickly in and out. As I tongued her cunt from the rear, Sonia raised her ass and spread her legs wider, trying to give me better access to her honey pot. I licked and tongue-fucked her pussy for several minutes, relishing the taste of her wetness and the delicate, hot, wet velvet feel of her vagina. I then moved up and ran my tongue over her little brown hole. Sonia let out a low groan and pressed back as I ran my. Master did not put me here. I did. My fears must be real in order to be faced. Is this real? It's as close as I can get, and I am thankful for it.Somewhere in the blackness I see, there are memory clips, moments out of time, my moments of anguish. I see a pickup truck pulling out of a driveway, boxes stacked in any empty house, a house that had been a home but is no longer. The home that was is in the boxes. My mother is crying, the sound of her quiet sobbing forms the soundtrack of my life.I.