We can check out of our room and take a cab to the airportright now. We can make it home in time for dinner."I shook my head and stubbed my cigarette...out in the ashtray. "You know Ican't do that, Mom, because you know I need to do this. I need to be awoman- an older woman like you." I know you do, Honey. But you don't have to do it today, do you?" Are you kidding? Do you have any idea how long I've wished for this tohappen? You might be sick and weird but I love you and I've wanted to. I have to dry and clean them!" I fled the room and breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't as bad as I thought. I went outside and fetched my clothings, then I gave them to Aunt Sharon, who was in the kitchen then. She looked at me and said: "Steve said you want to stay another night?" Yes, if I'm allowed to..."She smiled gently at me."Of course, but you have to call your mum first. If she says it's okay, there is no problem." I nodded and ran to the phone. "Don't forget to ask for some dry. Shall I send them in," she says watching Devon be raped and humiliated. Tears stream down the teen's face."No, let them wait... As you can see by his two-inch cock, Devon here has a problem getting it up. Don't think he's man enough. Why don't you grab the bottle in my desk and give him ten tabs of Viagra," the man orders his secretary. "Oh shit, no. Please, that'll keep my penis hard for hours," Devon complains.She does what she's told and approaches the teen with the blue pills, but the kid. "Unbutton your blouse and take it off." I... I beg your pardon?" Take off your blouse now, or get out. Which is it to be?"What a dumb assed question."The ahhh the blouse." I thought as much. Take it off and hand it here."I never recalled having problems with my fingers before, but I sure as hell did then. For some reason it felt like I was the possessor of ten thumbs, all working a cross-purposes of each other. The buttons seemed to be five times bigger than the buttonholes, but I did finally.