She was different than everybody else and I didn't know why."You brought your rake," she laughed lightly. "Cool. You want to come in?" Yeah, um ... I ...idn't know if you had one or not," I explained as I stepped into the house. "Do you have garbage bags or something?" Maybe," the blonde girl said. "I'm making some tea. You want some?" I guess. Okay," I shrugged, kicking off my boots, and I looked around the house as we walked through it.The first thing I noticed was the smell, you know? Maybe. She downed the tea in one long gulp and stood up, I thought she was about to go, leaving my cock unfinished, but she didn't... she moved toward me and kissed me hard, biting my lower lip as she pulled back, she bent down and removed her small red panties, turned and bent herself over the kitchen table, lifting her short skirt. "I haven't got long, my people will be looking for me, but I've got to feel that cock in my pussy before I go"Well who was I to disappoint her, I reached out and stroked. “Bruce Sandusky asked about you,” Mom said when she came in to visit after work. “You know a lot of kids are concerned about you, but they don’t really know how to relate. It’s not like they can come up here and have a party. When we get you home, why don’t you plan to invite your friends over and we’ll do something for your birthday.”My birthday was the same day of the month. Just a month away. I’d be fifteen. I was panicked thinking that I didn’t know who my friends were. I focused on trying. Flies and honey, preacher, flies and honey. People who think they're doomed make lousy allies and worse friends."He nodded, finally seeming to be satisfied. He got stiffly to his feet. "Good night Ike." Good night Billy-Bob. Sleep well."He walked slowly down the hall, back into the men's bay. I linked with the man just before he passed thru the double doors. I shook my head sadly at what I found there.I had just closed my eyes again when the door behind me opened and I fell back, my head.