"Actually... it's Petra, but that's okay. I'm sorry about my mom the other day." So your mother's Lindsy McCelland, right? " Carla said pointedly. I r...member Edith didn't want to tell them who my mom was, but they all saw mom come storming up yesterday,"yeah... cat was outta the bag. " I said with a friendly shrug, hoping to get a sympathetic smile from her. I didn't want to be a total bitch, and maybe I could make her like me so it wouldn't be so... well... embarrassing."Well, your mother's. " She said sexily as she began to scoot down my body, under the covers."Oh Gail, Godddddd, you little minx. Not before I pee, please. I couldn't hold off." I warned her.She kissed the head of my cock and pulled down the covers."Promise to come right back and get right back under here for us?" I promise." I said as I bounded up and ran to the toilet and wrestled with my hard-on to pee. I noticed that the bidet was full of water and had been used recently so I assumed Gail used it. I stopped my. Her marriage to Gregory fifteen years earlier had not been one of lovebut convenience, even so a divorce was out of the question. He hadbrought the financing that allowed Maud to revive her family's estatefrom a moribund institution and turn it round into the profitableenterprise it was today, while his marriage into her family providedhim with the respectability he craved, and a cover for his rampanthomosexuality. For all theirs was a loveless marriage Maud and Gregorywere exceptionally fond. Maurice---he clearly violated the code. Like Kelso brought up last night—I had declared it was a privilege to be on this team---and he had just lost his. I knew he loved football as much as me—that's why I bought him all his gear. So I figured the best way to hurt him back, was to make sure he never wore that jersey again. Later that same day is when I blackmailed dad into getting me the dirt bike. Better that than him sitting in jail with 3 squares and a cot, and me with still a sore.