I drew an A, my dad drew an S and my mom drew a W, so she got to go first.We all drew our tiles. She examined them and frowned. She laid down 'get' on...the star for 8 points."Get?" I asked."I didn't have any letters!"I smiled and laid down W-I-N-E-S to make 'bets' and 'wines'. With the double word score that gave me 21 points."You think you're pretty good, huh?" my mom asked.I shrugged. "I am pretty good." It was true. I sometimes played scrabble online, "How'd you like to make it interesting. “Fag!”“What that a statement or a question? I mean how the hell do I know? I haven’t played with boys or girls yet. Maybe I am. I have ignored everything since somewhere around third grade. Is it possible I sucked a lot of dick and liked it? Sure, but no one has told me about it. For all I know I could be some sort of child porn star that likes taking a boys ass or who can fuck a room full of girls with some horse dick bastard fucking my tiny asshole,” I told him. “Hey? Weren’t the one who. ..I then decided to go private with one guy from Canada who is very excited to see me. I played with the glass thing some more and with time, my moaning began to escalate and I occasionally showed him my pussy right through the glass. It was a good thing my roommate across from me wasn't home to hear it because even if she was, I was too far gone to care. Afterwards, I began to slap my pussy and I swear that his dick just kept getting harder than a diamond. He was so intrigued and kept telling. “What?” I say, not really sure what he means. He motions down towards my crotch and I see I have a very visible hard on poking against my jeans. I quickly move my hands to cover it and look down, somewhat embarrassed that this is how I’m meeting him for the first time: with an unintended guest and a boner. He just chuckles and continues to smoke.“Why don’t you bring’r inside,” he says as he motions with his chin. I wave my hand towards Luke for him to bring her in, and I see him open the door.