I want to wear my new black corset, I can imagine James unlacing it and… I need to stop or I will have to play with myself again and I simply don't ...ave time. Am going for short denim skirt and top and boots; not bad even if I do say so myself. I think I might have PTSD. I have just got home and have phoned work to let them know that I am taking the day of sick. Well PTSD is an illness after all. I am fairly sure that a couple of the things that we did last night are actually illegal in a. Father Leon liked to suck the cum out of me before we left which never took long. I rememberon this occasion that he sat back in his armchair and got Ray to straddle him, he then reached for some baby oil he had on the small table next to the chair, rubbed the oil between his fingers and smeared it all around Rays bum and gently fingered him. I could see Ray look over his shoulder and grin at me as Father Leon rubbed the rest of the oil onto his cock which he then started to push it into Ray. I. They ran the 13 blocks to their church, figuring that their parents would pick them up there after the fog dissipated. That didn’t happen, and the fog continued to advance. They managed to stay ahead of the fog, and started to follow it back when it began to retreat. They spent the night in Sam’s house, which they had come to first.The house was empty, and the family car was gone. They ate some food they found in the refrigerator and spent the night in the bedrooms. For lack of anything better. Twenty minutes later a cute girl in tight jeans and a reprint dark side of the moon t-shirt. The collar was still fastened around her neck. Her hair was up in a high pony tail “You can take that off when we go out I don’t want people asking awkward questions.”“Okay” she said undoing the buckle“Let’s go” I said opening the door we got in my truck and I drove us into town thirty minutes later we arrived at the mall. We spent a few hours there I let her shop for a couple things then we had a late.