.. direct foul language kind of catches you off guard and complexes you. "W-what do you mean 'barebacked'?" What do I mean? Get fucked, reamed, nailed... whatevered by her from behind! She must have a monster of a cock!" Ehh... you're wishing to have sex with the president?" Who wouldn't? Don't tell me, you don't want to get smashed by her!"As he jumps onto a bed and hugs a pillow in a demonstrating way, you are lost for words and can't seem to be able to answer. As he notices that he goes on:. She looked Austin up and down a final time and once again pictured her lips on him. Another exciting shiver rippled through her senses. Locking eyes with him, she reached out and pushed the ‘stop’ button on the treadmill. It came to a smooth halt and she simply stood silently, her whole body heaving with nervous breaths. She bit her lip and brushed some sweat away. And then, she nodded. ‘Okay.’ Austin felt himself stiffen as excited anticipation washed over his brain. He was going to get it. Since he was never around most of the time, I didn’t really miss him but, boy did everything change after that. Without dad’s income we could barely pay the rent. One day, dad’s brother and parents came to the house and convinced mom to move in with them. Mom kept saying that it would only be for a couple of months till she found a job. Two months later we moved to West Virginia or better yet…to an isolated farm up in the mountains. My first months were full of happiness and freedom. No one. Anyway, betting that involves dancing with the Cochran girl is punishable by demerits for all involved." Looks like you're stuck with Buford, Oldham," Freeman said, telling me that if there was no bet he wasn't interested in switching tutorial responsibility.Looks like you're stuck with Maize, Freeman," I said in retort.We dropped the subject for the time being, both of us knowing it wasn't finished. I don't know if it was the plea for help that I saw in Maize's eyes or that Freeman was not.