”I still didn’t answer.I could tell that his patience was starting to wear thin. “Sir, you aren’t doing yourself any favors here. If you refus... to answer, I could charge you with contempt or obstruction of justice.”Now it was my turn. “Sir, you have called me Mr. Reynolds several times. Therefore, you know my name. So, all that happy crap you’ve been trying to feed me, you already have the answers to.” He tried to interrupt at that point, I ignored it and continued.“I know that you have the. After 5 minute I heard my mom calling my name, “Uday, are you finished dear.” I was shocked to hear this and I was speech less. Mom turned towards me and said, “Uday my son, what were you doing in the wash room dear.” I could not say anything.Mom again said, “Raj what you were doing in the wash room was bad habit dear you should have not done that. Who has taught you these things?” I mumbled, “My friend Rajesh has taught me to do this.” Mom smiled mischievously, “Hence forth don’t do this, it. I Am NOT going to think about George when I'm dreaming about you, so that's the end of that.Let's talk about important things, like when we can be together again. You leave for Arizona in just a few months, and then you'll be so much closer, we might be able to see each other when school lets out, and I graduate. Just think about it! I will be free of all this drama! Mother can deal with George by herself, because I'm getting away from him as soon as college starts in August.Speaking of college. It was only after lifting the duvet that I discovered why... far from any other abnormal situation, the sodden mass of linen was awash with cum."Shit, shit, shit, shit... shhhit!" I leapt out of the sticky mess, my dick, balls, and thighs were matted in cum. My hard cock was scything through the air, flinging droplets of cum, as it continued to ooze.*Puh puh puh*Clearly, I'd been too loud in my panic. I could hear my mum's dainty footsteps making their way ever closer to my room. No doubt, she.