"That's it.... Spread your legs."Tom eagerly complied and Jen's grip became firmer."Ooh... not like that," Tom whispered. What she was doing was begin...ing tohurt.Jen just smiled and increased the pressure."Owww... Jen stop!" Tom cried. Damn her! She had him by the balls again!Jen relaxed her grip slightly. She didn't plan to hurt him now. It wasjust to show him how easily she could gain the ultimate power over him."I thought baby liked what I was doing?" I... I did.... But don't squeeze. That. The fit and finish on my full stock flintlock was such that the lines between metal and wood were only noticeable by color. The lock Uberti sent had spotted holes and preformed guts. The tumbler, the fly, double set trigger all had to be finish filed. The faceplate was a square cornered rectangular slab with the pan drop-forged onto the right side. Hammer, frizzen upper jaw and screw all had to be fit, drilled and leather and crucible color case-hardened. Long hours I spent, tears dripping off. .. M-and-i-ly .." Bright light blinded Sasha. Bright, full lips in front of his face faintly repeated his name. Something hit him right in the chest. He looked at his mother's eyes. Mom smiled at him, as once in the distant and already forgotten them time. The cool, soft hand stroked mother Natasha glowing cheek Sasha long forgotten touches of affection, cooling the blazing heat of it. Heat cool down and replaced exhausted boyish heart filled an inexplicable joy and peace. What he dreamed and. He would always smile at me when he had the chance, and I would always smile back. Over the course of the previous summer I had developed an insatiable appetite for sex, masturbating almost every day, up to 6 times a day, wherever I had the opportunity to, be it at home, at a relative's house locked in a bathroom, or at a public event hidden well enough so that not even the authorities could see. I couldn't keep my hands out of my pants, so to speak. I had to make a choice of how far I was.