Her right eye was glazed, gazing through me at some point far away from this world. I stiffened with horror and shook her. Then I noticed that her oth...r eye looked absolutely normal. The crutches slipped out of her fingers. I managed to grasp them before they fell. Her words came out calm and sweet.” Don’t be afraid. I’m not going to die on you.” “What’s the matter with you?” I asked feeling my heart speed up a bit. “The system failed completely.” “You have to see a doctor!” “No. I just. I started at the tip of his dick and very slowly took most of Daddy into my mouth and slowly made my way back to the head. Once more I did the same thing, ending with Daddy's cock in my throat. His hand found my hair, and he moaned softly.It was my hope that Daddy would allow me to serve him this morning, enjoying to the fullest with no expectation of return. He lightly ran his fingers through my hair, and I slowly sucked up and down his shaft. My hand found his balls, and I massaged them. I was still really bummed out remembering back all those years. But I was starting to come to terms with it. And then there was Grace.“Good morning, little brother.”“There you go again with the ‘little’ brother crap.”“You’re my brother and you’re little.”“Go to hell.”“Everyone thinks you’re my little brother when they see us.”“And everyone thinks you’re the brat when they see us.”“Yeah, well I can buy booze and nobody asks me for ID.”“When did you buy booze?”“Ask your girlfriend, Sue.”“She’s. What the hell was up with that I thought? Most 16-year-old guys would kill to see those forbidden sights and both times I tried to be a real gentleman and didn’t take advantage of those enticing opportunities. Suddenly, my 16-year-old brain was in conflict with my 40-year-old mind as the images of Lynette’s and Sam’s boobs flooded my thoughts and caused an unwanted response down in new my blue jeans. ‘Shit, shit, shit stop it, Mike‘ I pleaded with myself as I walked into the locker.