" I know not why you meddle," said Fernand, seizing his arm; "but this I know, you have some motive of personal hatred against Dantes, for he who hims...lf hates is never mistaken in the sentiments of others." I!--motives of hatred against Dantes? None, on my word! I saw you were unhappy, and your unhappiness interested me; that's all; but since you believe I act for my own account, adieu, my dear friend, get out of the affair as best you may;" and Danglars rose as if he meant to depart."No, no,". It’s too personal.I glared at him.“Don’t look at me like that,” he said, laughing. “You weren’t going to do it.”I huffed indignantly.“You wouldn’t!” he insisted. “And she needed straightening out.”“Eff you!” I said angrily and lay back down, turning away. He could use his hand, tonight, no matter what. In fact... “I’m going inside!” I exclaimed, struggling to sit upright and get myself free of the sleeping bag. I gasped, finding David right there, on hands and knees, grinning at me. I recoiled. One of the friends Iwanted to see was Matt. After ringing the door bell, the door was openedby Matt's mother. I was wearing a skirt and told her I was Joe, Matt'sold friend, but she didn't recognize me at all. It took me quite someexplaining, but to my surprise she believed every word I told her. Aftermy story, she complimented me how I have turned out and asked me how Icooped. Then she let me in and called Matt to come downstairs, but herefused to come down. His mother told me that he isn't. “I’d really like to know what you do in there.”“I’ll be out in a minute, Mommy,” Alice shouted. Celia, Alice’s mom was never far from the young girl’s fantasies. Just hearing her lovely voice was enough to set Alice thinking about her mother’s hot sexy body.Alice took a deep breath, relaxed again, and quickened her cunt-frigging. Oh mommy she thought to herself, I would love to lick your dripping wet cunt. She often fanaticized of making love to her mother as she stroked her young cunt in bed.