“I’m up, okay? Give me two minutes.” “Sure.” Jay tried to look past him into the room. “What’s going on? You on the phone?” “Yes.�...� Caroline’s sleepy voice piped up. “My head fucking kills.” Jay’s eyes widened in surprise. “Hands free,” Brandon said by way of explanation, and he shut the door before Jay could reply. “Who was that?” “The police. They wanted to know what happened to the drunken sex addict who was lurking around here last night. Don’t worry, I covered for you.” She didn’t. Why are... WOW ! Dude, thanks, but... Wow !'' I calmed him down ''Don't worry, i saw her being fucked plenty of times, she knows that i approve it, and so we're used to these things. You can go all four on her, i'll help you as i will be able to in any way, and you just exchange places on her. If you will be up for it, signal me and i'll make the situation right''. We went back and in few minutes friends talked, and i got a signal. Shortly, we played some music and i got my mom laying on a nice. They even tried various drugs, and spent many glorious nights fucking away in whorehouses and sex clubs. The Dutch women were gorgeous, the men were blonde and beautiful, all of Europe’s randiest youth flocked to the red light districts there, and Ryan and Chad went crazy. They saw live sex shows, participated in wild orgies in the back of strip joints and on the main floor of private clubs, did some stripping and party servicing themselves, and conducted as much mayhem as two 22-year old,. I skulked in the only way a moody 15 year old can skulk and made myself scarce. By 2 o’clock, Mum came down to the bottom of the garden and sat on the old bench next to me and put her arm around me. I knew I was beaten, and as she softly spoke to me, I felt the tears welling up again. I could hear the cracks in her voice as she spoke and I suppose that was the point I realised I had been a little hard on her too, but my petulance didn’t let me give that away too much.‘Lucy, I know this is.