What had changed my mind about Katie were my personal circumstances during that point in my life. I had just been jerked around and led on for three m...nths by a girl with whom I thought I'd have a meaningful, lasting relationship. The breakup was so abrupt and executed so poorly by my now-ex that it immediately plunged me into a near depression, and the stress of my job coupled with the unrelenting bitter weather during that season may have pushed me over that edge.Several good friends were. " Gavin, you have to promise me that you won't hand yourself over. There's no way we can trust these people to hold to their word. If I lose Fiona I don't know what I'd do, but if I lose you both ... well, I just can't think about that." Mom, you know me better than that I think. If there's even a small chance that I can see Fiona released then I'm going to take it. I'm sorry, but that's the way it is." She'll never forgive you if you do that. Think about it. Even if they do let her go, do you. Who wants to be second? Haha.I feel my cheeks turning red, all the guys laugh, and I hear in the background, I could use a good fucking, I guess He has a tight hole. And a other, im gonna deepthroat her until she drools all over my cock. Hahahaha. All the guys laugh.I start to realize this is getting out of hand, 4 of my best friends are joking about me being a sissy and discussing how they’re going to fuck me and who needs a blowjob. But it’s all too late. one of the guys grabs me by my hair. Mom usually tidied the house around 10am and did my room last at about 11.00. Just before 11.00, I climbed the last flight of stairs onto the top floor from where I could look down on my bedroom door through the stair rails. From here I could also go to Peters room unnoticed.At just gone 11.00 Mom made her way up the 1st floor stairs and into my room. Once she was inside, I quietly made my way down the small flight of stairs from the 2nd floor and peeked through the door jar into my room. Mom.