Pir mene himmat ki aur aapna haant maasi ke beck par firane laga..maasi ko sayad thoda kuch samajh me aaya par fir bo maa se baat karti rahi..mene aap...a haanth unke back se dhire dhire aagi badaya aur aab mera haanth unke jaanghoon par aa gaya..aab maasi samajh gayi ki me jaag raha hoon ,par sayad bo bh garam ho chuki thi es liye unhone kuch nahi bola, mene mahsoos kiya ki unka badan bhi tap raha tha ,unhonekuch nahi bola esliye meri himmat aur bad gayi mene aapna haanth unke boobs ki taraf. I began to write a message saying that this was too far and there was no way I was going to do this when a new message popped up. 'Don't worry the cameras have audio so I can hear you. You seem upset, but there is no need to be. You love being my slut when we're in the bedroom so now I'm just bringing some more fun to our lives.' I took a deep breath. Michael had crossed a line and I had to make him see this. "Look Michael, I'm not comfortable doing this. I don't want to spend every day on. About four months ago, Bash revealed to me that he had been writing TG fiction. I read his and other stories, and was hooked! I guess you could say I'm a late bloomer.I started getting ideas and I offered them to Bash to write. He told me to write them myself. After weeks of writing AND rewriting, "A Double Dose of the Medallion" was posted. I now have seven stories on Fictionmania and am working on the eighth in which the Medallion saves a life. But now I want to hear from you. First. Can you imagine livin' in a thirty-three foot trailer with you momma screwing a different guy ever two weeks?" That's not good," I said. "But what can you do?" Dunno," said Helen. "Just wisht somethin' would come along. Almost anything would be bettern' that." I guess," I said. "Anyway, I think I'm gonna do a Friday evening at the pool." 'Kay, Dan," Helen said.While I went to my trailer and changed out of my work clothes and into swim trunks, I didn't know that Cindy had walked into the Office.