Boo found the one ‘we’ wanted. We then had to find someone to chop it down for us. John and I went for them and Boo said she was going to find a b...throom. We got the tree cut down and soon the three of us were headed home. Daylight was fading and darkness would take over as we drove. A couple of miles down the road, John started talking about it being the family time of year, and how he could not go to see his. Boo offered to be his surrogate family for the season. He was always welcome to be. "I'm happy for you, Darla. I know it's what you wanted. I'm happy for you." He was sincere, even though his stomach was churning and he was suffering the emptiest feeling he had ever felt."Thank you, Bill. I won't forget what we had. I will never tell Gordy, but you were what kept me alive these last few weeks. I was dying without him and you saved me. I won't forget that." I won't forget you either, Darla. I couldn't if I wanted to. You taught me everything about being a man." He meant what he. Mark my words," Want to put a bet on that?" No but only because I don't want to take your money." Thanks Hiram for watching my back. I'll see Bill. Maybe I can get him to introduce me to the man that reported the woman missing." Christ, are you that bad off Harper? That's as bad as chasing ambulances." I didn't care what he thought.Most people thought Bill and I went to university together and took crime investigation and procedures. I was a much different sort of person than most people knew. “Being with Laurie was different,” Mom mutters, still studying me with her eyes, “it was strange, yeah, but I didn’t really think of it as sex; just aggressive foreplay. But with you…” she trails off, and runs a delicate finger up my cock, “it’s the real thing. I’m really going to fuck my son.” “Mom,” I say, moving my hands down, “if you don’t want to, we don’t have to.” “That’s just the thing,” Mom smiles crookedly, “I really want to, and I’m scared about what that means.” “It means you’re a.