Fist he only stuck in one finger but soon he had three fingers pushed deep in her. He pulled his finger out and pushed them back in repeatedly and hi... mother still slept.His prick strained against his pajamas. With his free hand he pulled his PJs down and played with himself. He thought that as far as his mother was concerned there was no difference between his fingers and his prick so soon he found himself climbing up on the bed beside her. He was still a virgin at fifteen, almost sixteen.. She could not figure out exactly where the undulating cry came from in the gloom of twilight, but she knew it was somewhere in the slave quarters, and it was a woman in pain or fear not an injured child or a trapped animal, certainly not a man. The small world became very quiet; even the crows seemed to be listening. When she looked up the lane, all the doors were closed. No one was in the weedy path, not even any bare-bottomed children. Elizabeth took another bite of carrot and wondered what. She asked me why I'd spied on her the week before and I answered honestly that I hadn't meant to. I told her that I'd heard a noise and had gone to investigate.Allison seemed to believe me. But we both knew that I had something on her, and when she said, "Tommy, you have to make us even again, I can't have you holding this over me for the rest of my life." I knew then that I'd have to do something humiliating so she'd have something on me.For some strange reason the fact that I knew it was. Billy was all alone."Dang stupid jerk!" he exclaimed. "I can't believe he's such a wimp.This was going to be the greatest night ever." Billy pouted for a while,but then decided that he could have fun anyway. "Screw him!" he said."I still have the beer and the pot. Now there's more for me."So he returned to his video games, drinking beer and playing online withother friends. He was careful to store the beer cans in a bag out on theback deck; he would take those to the dumpster in town.