I've had enough; I'm not going back there." John told his grandmother who came over and sat on the sofa beside him and hugged him. She always did this...when he had been a young boy, when he became upset with either bullying or being teased about his spectacles.John rose and went to his room and lay on the bed and got one of his favourite magazines out from under the mattress. He hid them there so either his mother or Matar wouldn't find them. If he only knew that they had spotted them there when. I’ve consumed way too much alcohol. This place looks and smells like a rubbish tip. I look and smell like a rubbish tip. I feel like a rubbish tip. My girlfriend has just run off with her gym instructor. I’ve been out of work for three months now. My savings are nearly depleted. I won’t be able to live here much longer because of that. I think I have wrecked this suit I borrowed from my best buddy. There’s a terrible storm raging outside. The local substation I think has been hit by lightning.. ”Thunder crashed outside, and Mom ran inside with her plate. “It’s pouring!” She focused on Jason and Stephanie, “Do you two understand each other better now?”“I thou—” Jason started.“We do.” Stephanie finished.“Good,” declared Mom. “I’m glad I helped.”The late morning surprise shower looked to become an all-day soaker. Stephanie called her mom for permission to stay and hang out with Jason. Before she hung up, his mom ran to the living room to pick up the extension.“Hi, this is Shirley Thomas,. It had been no better for Hank.Studying oil samples he had imagined a sudden flash of donkey-cum, thick and hot as the heated oil, and his cock had thrust up big as one of the test tubes in the lab.The two men discussed this problem of the instant, unexpected hard-on and wondered how long the condition would last.They figured that what they needed was a woman or two, to get their lust well drained and to get their minds back to things more normal and controllable than bestiality.They'd looked.