"So you won't see me today?" he asked, dejection oozing from his voice. I signalled my mother. Now was the time to strike. "I love to see you. You kn...w I always enjoy it with you. Okay, tell you what. Why don't you come to my house and we can have coffee." "Cool!" Bob was elated. Mom gave him the address and put on her clothes again. I left the house and waited around the corner. In 15 minutes, Bob was in the living room of our small apartment. Sitting on a cheap Ikea couch, he tried to. Mom had died years before the meteor had impacted in South America. When it's mysterious extraterrestrial disease organisms spread across the globe, she didn't have any really close friends. It was still a puzzling why she was the only one immune to the powerful illness. Sandy was glad though. She was doubly glad that the victim's corpses were consumed by it! At least she didn't have to see rotting people everywhere she went. All that remained was small piles of gray-white ash. Even those. She went into the kitchen and got back within few minutes with some snacks which I asked her feed me. I acted like a royal king and she was my servant. She fed me while I stared at her naked body. The jewelry on her was something I would have never tried and in turn miss a beautiful image. She continued to feed me and I touched her pussy with my hand and saw that it was wet. I asked her to get an empty bottle. When she got back I held her hand and made her put the bottle near my dick.I left her. He then went into the area where the showers were and turned on the water and took his shower. Hugo his mind wandered off. He was thinking about his new Coach. The other k**s might only see a big brute, but he didn't see it that way. Maybe it was the distinguished smell of testosterone the teach gave way. Maybe it was the deep raw voice Hugo found utterly hot. It definitely was the huge bulge he kept in his pants. The boy felt attracted to the Coach in a way he couldn't describe. It seemed to.