I was going to go home and cry. I did not want to upset yourevening."I leaned over and hugged her. "We love you and care for you. The girlwas a bit...h. You need to stay here tonight where you are loved andwanted. Now go and wash your face and find something from my wardrobethen come and sit with us."Ten minutes later she was back looking much more composed. She hadstolen one of my long sports shirts, a pair of baggy socks and had fixedher make-up. She looked beautiful. She made us all tea. I got my bearings and decided to head to where we had been harvesting Teaka wood. Once there, I made a pit trap out of one of the holes that the guys had removed a stump from. I used branches and my knife to make spikes and filled the pit with them. “Then with branches, dirt and leaves, I covered the pit and made it look like everything else. I made my tracks seem like I had run clean through that area into the woods beyond. I then hid near some prepared logs to make sure that my trap had. My cock was streaming precum like a faucet. Just when I was ready to blow, the shower shut off and I heard my mother step out. How`s it going in there Joey She said. There was know way I could answer her. I was so close to shooting, I just let out a huge moan. The first jet spurted out and almost hit my face. It landed on the pillow next to me. Then five or six jets after shot on my chest and belly. It seamed like it took forever to stop cumming. My mom opened the door alittle and just abut. On the other hand, when I caught her in a bad mood, she would get a lot meaner; worse than they could ever be, and more creative about it.I was doing my best not to think of it, but as the week passed it became harder and harder. At least I was going to meet Fiona and Syl, or Sylvia, that evening. I wondered what Fiona was planning to do with us, or perhaps to us. Sylvia’s strange relationship with her bothered me: I didn’t want to be treated like that, humiliated in front of her friends and.