After having a shower, I climbed into bed. Lying there, flicking through the TV channels I came across one of my all time favourite movies. “Shane�... I would watch it with my father and brother whenever it was on TV. Bringing back memories as I watched it, occasionally wiping the tears from my eyes. Near the end of the movie, I Watched Joey calling out to Shane to come back in the closing scene, while I drifted off to sleep.“Go home Steve, Lisa is worried about you.” My father said as he walked. Instead she let the footof the stocking trail on and upwards above his penis, smoothing thatacross the satin panel of his straight jacket girdle as if she wastrying to arouse the hollow stocking itself.He could not take the arousal much longer as Margaret broke off from hishead to clasp his tiny satin gloved hand."You are a lucky little boy, aren't you John? What a little boy wouldgive to be lying where you are tonight? Mmmm, that nylon feels sooooosheer on your cheeks. Does it feel sheer,. I think I need it. She looked a bit disappointed but said, Ok Honey, but can we explore soon? Im feeling much more at home now. I bet you are, you dirty bitch, I thought as we headed for the bar. At last, after pushing our way through a crowd of sexily dressed, half naked, very sexually turned on people, we finally made it to the bar and got ourselves that drink. We moved away from the bar to a quiet corner where there were not many people and it was not quite, but almost, dark. I thought we. After everyone was comfortably in rapport, then Cindi and Jude started probing Tim's blocked area.Nothing happened at first. Almost immediately, a burst of mental energy hit us with such force I'd have fallen if I hadn't been sitting down. This only lasted a second before it was gone.Suddenly, Tim began to speak, "You God Damned, Mother fucking, son-of-a-bitch, bastard, cock suckers are going to die for this. I'm going to kill every ass licking one of you!" Who are you?" I asked calmly."None of.