Brian misses you. He picked up that something is going on with Paul and worries if he is okay. Brian was happy to have his mommy home. He can't unders...and why you and Paul didn't come with me. I have to buy clothes for him today. He goes to kindergarten in another three weeks."I love you Ed and even if Paul can't know it, say goodnight to him for me. I'm praying he will have changed for the better when the doctors wake him tomorrow." I know, Sally, and I honestly think he will be. Still we both. They were both 15 and whilst they had grown out of childish games, they still enjoyed each other’s company although for very different reasons.To Beth, David was a hero who would look after her and protect her from bullies. He was a good looking young boy, tanned and fit and quite able to look after himself. She also realized that she rather fancied him, which is why she occasionally let him hold her hand and kiss her on the lips.As far as David was concerned, Beth was his girlfriend. He. Some big black stud, I don’t even know who he is, is fucking me. He’s laying on his back on the bed. His long, muscular black legs are splayed open on the bed. I can’t see his face. I’m facing away from him, but his big hands are on my waist. Their color contrasts against my pale, white skin and he’s bouncing me up and down on his cock. I look down and see his thickness parting my labia. He’s slipping in and out and my lips are gripping him in and out with every stroke. The thought is. “Mike,” she said, dropping the ‘Sir’, her tone now serious. “Sit down there for a minute because I have something to explain.”Mike obeyed and dropped his hands over his naked crotch.“You aren’t raping me,” Emma said. “I have a debt to repay to you and I fully intend to do so. By letting you fuck me in the ass. Which you WILL do. Partly because I owe it to you but mostly because I feel guilty. Very guilty. I understand that you wouldn’t have gone to the police, but you COULD have. And you could.