When she passed out the workbooks we were going to be using for the rest of the year, she attempted to begin her domination of me by holding the workb...ok out too far away for me to reach without stretching.Oh, she was good. She made it appear as if she had too many of them in her hands and would drop them if she attempted to hand me mine. But instead of getting up and giving in to her game, I simply asked the person in front of me to grab one and pass it back.I saw the momentary fury in her. She flung open the door, hoping, but Blazer was gone. She felt terrible."Shit!" she shouted, her voice ringing out. "Shit... fuckin' shit!" Cursing made her giggle, but it didn't help. With her mother and Blazer gone, the day was ruined.She kicked her bare feet into the dirt. Her young body was on fire, kindled by the night's horny dreams. Playing with herself seemed stupid. It was childish and immature.Tiny, Patti's spotted pony, whinnied from his stall at the other end of the barn.Patti. It is not possible from me. May be my friends can do. Many days have gone by thinking many nasty things about my mom and waiting for the right time.One day mom and me went out in our car during a rainy day. Rain and thunderstorm all wherever we went. Mom was driving while returning. One blasting sound came from our car. She stopped the car and checked outside and found the back tyre is punchered. She told me to call someone for help.As I looked everywhere, there were no shops or buildings near. Unfortunately, when you’re as well known as I am, you don’t have a lot of opportunities to reveal that side of yourself. If some of the art patrons knew of the kinky side of me, I might lose some clients.’ ‘I don’t think the exhibitionist side would bother most of them, ‘I said, ‘but any image of you having sex would definitely destroy your image.’ ‘You may be right, although if you look back in art history, there have been some very graphic pieces, although in my opinion, they were tastefully.