Chris is just kind of there I've always thought, a toy for the women in his life to use. His sister initiates their first encounter, his mother initi...tes their first encounter. His mother uses him as a toy for a pool party she has for her girlfriends. I've based a lot of his kinkiness on mine, like liking the taste of his own cum, playing with his prostate and ass hole, cumming on his own face, and obviously, we both have a big i****t fetish.Below are some poems that Carrie, Krista, and. "Kid, you're a college boy aren't you?" It wasn't really a question, but he nodded his head anyway. "That means you've read books, studied things and sort of have at least a basic idea of the way the world works. Me, I made the mistake of reading Jack Kerouac back in the 1960's and got it into my fool head that the world was ripe for me to explore without any money in my pocket, and thirty years later here I am, still riding the rails and still without a penny in my pocket. I pay no taxes, but. "Don't try to deny that you were only thinking about what you wanted. You didn't really think about how you were behaving with us did you?" I blushed and she continued."What you forgot was to check whether we knew what was going on. If we'd been sort of hypnotised, then I guess you could've gotten away with it all. But we weren't, were we?" I shook my head, feeling somehow, like a schoolboy. "The touble is, for you, that you really are a pretty nice sort of guy. When you found out that we did. She, of course, had a will in place, in which her assets would be liquidated and her wealth spread out among charitable causes, but despite the goodness of it all, it didn’t make her feel as warm and fuzzy as she felt it should’ve. She had moved forward in considering her options in acquiring a legacy, she had looked at adopting or fostering but hadn’t felt it right for her, she had, after all, so readily given up on the idea of being a mother herself because she knew she would never have been.