.. crap is scattered all over the place, included at least three empty wine bottles. Talk to me before I commit murder, please talk to me."She laughed... "Do you know what I think about when I'm feeling down?" Don't tell me. Just laugh again. You have the most soothing laugh of anyone I know. I love hearing it."She laughed again and I sighed, already feeling calm."Don't you want to know what I think about?" Tell me." I think about that day you came to my house and we ran in the woods until we. .haaa ahhaaaa.Mom : me too honey…..!!!!We both cum together, we stood up and was kissing passionately. She lied on bed and I was sitting on her mouth with my asshole on her mouth…she was licking like a hungry bitch.Mom : ohhhhh you bitch that really tastes good ,…I was shocked to hear such words from my mom and from there on I started to use my language.Me : you dirty bitch u licking me very badly..wanna make u daughter cum….how does that feel?Mom : i will tear your virginity today and will. The woman thing was making him frustrated and he knew that was making everything worse. It was all a row of dominoes: he’d know about the woman thing when he had his place, and he’d know his place when he got work, which he’d have when he finished his school shit and… …he shook his head, then bent over and put it in his palm. He felt himself trembling with unsatisfied energy and an undefined sense of dissatisfaction. He needed something. He maybe needed to get laid. He thought about Wholesome. Now I dont know if it was the dutch courage - no wait of course it was!! I got up finished the last bit of my pint, said quietly "I'm bi so its much better for me" and looked down at the table where my key was.It had one of those wooden key fobs, I turned it over so my room number was now visible. Looked at him, smiled picked up the key and said something like "I'm heading to my room". He remained silent. I walked to my room thinking what the f$%k was I doing, could get beaten up! My heart was.