“Why don’t you get in with me, this tub is amazing.” she urged.“I just took a shower a few minutes ago.” I responded.“So?” she laughed.�...�I’ll pass, thanks.” I laughed back, got up and walked out.I went back to the front room and fell back on the sofa, once again to watch TV. I don’t know how much time passed, before I heard Courtney moving around in the bedroom area. The program I had been watching ended, it was three o’clock in the morning. I decided to call it a night. I headed to the bedroom. I told herwhy. The other boy wasn't even hurt because I'm so small and had goneback to digging right away, but now his mother called to him. Marnieasked if I was OK and if it still hurt. I said it didn't, he hadn't gothold of my balls or sack, and I was OK. Marnie hugged me and kissed myhead. She told me to sit in the tent that I called the cave for fiveminutes until I felt better. She didn't say it was a time out, but itfelt like one like the group home people use to give almost all. Pulling back, I look up at him, beaming, and whisper, "Did I do that?" pointing down to his bulging member, resting my fingers upon it. Teasingly I smile and say "Baby, I really need a good back massage. Its been a long week."Coyly he smiles back at me, "Flip over then", he says, as I slowly and seductively roll over to my stomach, trying to position myself so I am comfortable.He sits upon me, his legs straddle over each side, his rock hard cock grazing accross my ass cheeks. I wiggle back to. Dizzy! She sat for a minute and tried again. A little better.Suppressing the sick feeling in her stomach, she staggered into the bathroom and switched on the lights. Her makeup was smeared all over her face, and her hair looked caked on the left side. She lifted her hand and tried to feel the texture of the caked hair. It was sticky. With sudden urgency, she reached down with her hand and under her pajama bottoms. When her hand came up again, she saw traces of blood mixed with a sticky white.