"I don't see how it's any of your fucking business - we haven't spokenfor months!" I....," Kyle struggled to articulate the confusion, anger and jealo...sythat was spinning around in his head mixed with copious amounts ofalcohol. "I'm sorry," was all he could muster at that moment."For what? Not speaking to me? For cutting all ties with your so calledbest friend? Or for what we did? For kissing me? For getting dressed upin my sister's clothes and acting like a little sissy bitch?" ChrisDeaton was. " I'm confused." I just finished reading one of your dad's books. It has a picture of him on the back dust jacket. You look just like him. And on the first page it says, 'Dedicated to my son, Kyle, who is my inspiration.' He's a terrific writer, Kyle." I've never seen his books. Have no idea what the titles are. He wasn't living with us at the time."They were moving again, and Sarah directed him to her house. It was one of those that could easily be classified as a mansion of some regard. It. ‘Carmen, I would love to come out with you’ she partially lied, ‘but I have what will probably be the most important job interview of my life tomorrow, and I don’t want to answer ‘What would you think is your greatest weakness’ while nursing a hangover!’ She weakly smiled to emphasize her point. Carmen thought about this, or more specifically, thought of a way around this. ‘When was the last time you got laid?’ Mary was surprised at the forwardness of the question, but only for a second. Her. Somehow, we had forgotten all about food last night, and I was starving! My girls were out by the pool, slathered in coconut oil and glistening slick and shiny. They lay in the morning sun, side by side and head to toe, so that each could stroke the other’s pussy. My aching cock, worn out from last night’s exertions, and still half-asleep, nevertheless began to rise to the occasion. "Hey, he’s awake!" Allie said. Eve turned around and lowered her sunglasses to look at me. "Look at `de.