But don't let that distract you too much when you're in front ofme with my cock waiting for attention. You don't want to upset me. I'vebeen known to...spank girls who don't cooperate. Comprehend?" I do. Yes. Please don't spank me."I was close to tears. The thought of being put over Mike's lap and havingmy buns smacked was terrifying. Of course, being face-to-knob with hiscock would be much worse. But I figured the former might be avoided whilethe latter could not. The guy in front of me. ”“So is it old hat now?” Elyse asked, waddling into the kitchen.“Morning!” I chuckled. “No, it’s not ‘old hat’! How are you?”“Ready to have this baby! I talked to Kathy last night. She said the same thing!”“Did you change your mind about your commencement ceremony?” I asked.“No. I don’t want to sit in the sun, on a metal chair, wearing a tent for two hours! Does anyone else graduate today?”“Jorge. Stephanie’s going to his commencement. Did you want breakfast?”“Yes, please!” she said, sitting. The room had changed in the last nine months, and those changes pleased him to no end. Eight more drums had been added to the eight that had been there when Giolla joined their household. Two had steel boxes on top of them, and the others all had desiccated, plastic-coated heads on blankets. Mother was one of them now. She no longer got special treatment, she was just another whore, and it was only her salt and pepper hair that made her stand out in anyway from the others. After giving two. I just carried on as if the conversation that night had never happened and hoped that she was just working herself up to mentioning it again. That night as we lay in bed she was holding my cock and staring at it as she idly moved her hand up and down along my shaft. The streetlights were on and a ray of light had snuck past the curtains and seemed to spotlight my cock. “You know,” she began “I think that Leigh-Ann was exaggerating. 12 inches would be more than twice as long as yours and you.