"I spun around, deeply embarrassed to be caught admiring myself, and sawRebecca standing before me with a smirk on her face. But she wasn'tdressed "c...te." Instead, she was wearing tight black jeans, a stretchy,figure hugging, black turtle neck sweater and a short black leatherjacket. She was wearing her ankle boots, which had sharply pointed toesand a spike heel. She had on no makeup and her hair was pulled severelyback into a pony tail low on the back of her head.*Omigod! She's a dyke.* . I immediately froze in place and Misty could see thelook of terror in my eyes. She immediately grabbed a nearby broom in herhand and brought it up over her head as she moved towards the door. ThenI heard a strange laugh from her as she lowered the stick and called meover. As I turned to the corner I found Misty hugging an old guy inprison garb.She turned to me. "Princess, I want you to meet Pops! He has been dyingto meet you ever since you arrived. Isn't he just the cutest thing?" shesaid with. But when I leaned forward for a kiss she pulled back, saying, "I can't."I walked away in embarrassment. I'm not sure if I heard her call out to me or not.The next morning was like any other, almost. We discussed the novel we'd read and the history assignment. Except for a strained feeling, it was all quite normal. She walked with me to our first class, to our next class, and to the car afterward."I promised myself that I would honor Danny's life for a year after his death. That's the reason I. She continued looking into my eyes as that was the moment she realised that she was not only looking at her son but instead was looking into a man’s eyes. Someone who deeply loved her like no one could and wanted her badly to be his woman.I continued pushing my cock deep into her as I realised that my entire penis was inside her. Her pussy was warm and tight and it felt as if it were hardly explored. Her muscles contracted and squeezed on me. Slowly I withdrew and pushed back in. I continued.