It sucks to be in that situation and to be alone. Since I had resigned myself to my fate I decided to call upon Hel. Hel is the Norse Goddess of Death...and the Underworld. She’s the daughter of Loki. I’ve always had respect for her since I learned that in the Eddas Odin had high praise for her respectfulness and character. It was he who gave her the Underworld. She is one of the three Goddess’s I venerate. They are: Freyja, sweet Sunna, and Hel.I began singing under my breath a shamanic spirit. I’ve never been that weak. As I continue to contemplate myself in the mirror, the ringing phone startles me. Unfortunately it’s my mother. ‘Hello, sweets. If I don’t call you, you don’t call me.’ ‘We talk on the phone almost every day, Ma.’ ‘Yeah, if I call you. You’re too distant. How come you don’t call me?’ Here we go. ‘If I die, you’re going to be the last to know.’ I sigh. ‘Okay, Ma. I’m sorry but I’ve been busy.’ She continues: ‘Any boyfriends?’ ‘No,’ I say, annoyed. ‘That’s too bad. So,. “Well…” she said, as if she’d been secretly fearful that I didn’t really want her to do the deed I so desperately wanted to share with her.And then she was doing it.I grinned as soft wetness drizzled down onto my cock and balls from two small streamers of pee. It was perfect - another connection thing; something which couldn’t be taken back. From this point on, Amy would be the first woman to have peed on me knowing what it meant.At first, I simply lay there as Amy peed on me, watching and. I reached back and rested my hand on his shoulder to support myself while I stepped out of them. I'm still having trouble just standing on my own.Before Josh stood back up he kissed the cheeks of my ass again, this time with nothing between his lips and my sensitive flesh. A shiver of excitement ran through me. I can feel his hot breath back there and I discovered that the idea that a boy's face is that close to my naked ass is a lot more exciting than I would have expected.Josh rose to his.