He asked if it was clear-I looked said yea and he left. I sat on the toilet thinking about that. It was the California Youth Authority all over again... The White's there get off on fucking an enemy and having ass to share. They would call me the White Boy lover pretending for his boys. Everyday at landscaping I was theirs. The Blacks had me at Carpentry. Only 3 through. Started as a group project and styled a group project. An example of sex-playing going right. When a measurement was. I then pleaded –Me: Sorry, mom! It was lust that made me like this.And there was no response for almost an hour. Then I thought to give some time to her and left the place.I entered my room and got dressed up. My heart was in fear and I was still watching the video. The boy in the video was fucking his mom and my lust was still wandering in my mind.I was thinking about how to fuck her. Then I heard the doorbell ringing and it was my dad. I thought of going to the door but mom came out and. Rodney collapsed onto the surface. He drew in shuddering painful breaths and added more pain to that he planned for Tim when he found him. Rodney heard that cool calm voice in his head once again. It said, ‘Rodney I said enter Door number Two please.’ While Rodney was laying in pain two people carefully stepped around him and opened Door One with no problem. Rodney smiled to himself and rose slowly. He watched carefully. When the next person opened the door Rodney exploded into action. He. She turned towards the door then, telling me as she did so, that mymother could explain it better than she could and there was mom. Momwas standing in the doorway and behind her aunt Rose. That shook meright to my very core. This wasn't my fault I said in a voice shakingfrom the experience and terror of them thinking otherwise.Mom spoke first coming in and stopping next to me. She was so afraid ofme hitchhiking she'd said as she so often said. She was beside herselfwith worry every day.