" Smack. That one hit right on top of the last one.Dad swung wordlessly for a couple agonizing minutes. "Where does thisweakness come from?" Smack... "Not from me that's for sure." Smack."You get it from Her." Smack.Dad only ever spoke about Mother when he was punishing Tony. He triedhard not to cry."Her doing girl shit when you were a kid." Smack. "Painting your nailsand baking and shit." Each of those charges was a smack."Did you like that?" Smack. "Answer me." Smack."No Sir." . I filled Claire in on my laser removal adventure,though I wanted to save the chemical adjustment piece as a surprise forher too when she returned. She challenged me to buy and start wearingpantyhose. She told me the feel on my newly smooth legs would drive mecrazy, and wow, was she ever right. I was able to buy them at the localsupermarket. The bored clerk barely even glanced at them on the way out.I rushed home and put them on. The feeling was indescribably. Amazing, sosoft and smooth but a. Jerry said that was the best birthday gift he had ever gotten and we then went back to the party for awhile, Tom came up to me and asked where I had been and why was Jerry smiling so much so I pulled Tom aside and told him that I had giving Jerry a special birthday gift and did he want the same gift giving to him. Tom said what did you give him and with that I said come on and took him out to the shop and when we got inside I knelt down undid his pants pulled his cock out and sucked him off. “Didn’t I tell you?” said Mr. Armisen, wrapping an arm snugly around Carson’s shoulder. “My son goes to FIU.”His son?“You don’t say?” Mr. White nodded, completely unphased.“Yeah, he’s staying with me for the weekend.”Carson almost laughed out loud. He couldn’t decide if this ruse was weird, stupid...or a little hot.“That’s great,” Mr. White said. Suddenly, an alert bleeped from his phone. He looked down. “Oh, meeting’s soon. I better get running.”“I’ll be right there,” said Mr. Armisen. “Just.