"Why don't you go kill some time over at the Mall, Kathy?" she said, but from her tone, it clearly wasn't a question.I was out the following day when ...e came back with a truck for all of Daddy's stuff. Mom went into what she called her period of mourning, which lasted until the day the divorce papers were signed. Then she became a 'woman about town.' Two or three evenings a week she'd bring some stud home for the night. To me, they were just a different bunch of people staring at my ass and. Please just walk on and leave me alone ... please!"They all stayed quiet and then one of the women did something I wasn't expecting. I could feel how her naked toes touched my scrotum. I hadn't thought about this, but bundled up like I was sitting there, my scrotum was in the open and they all could see my balls, probably also my asshole. Luckily, she didn't think about sticking the stiletto heel of her shoe in that hole.Of course, when her toes had touched me like that, it had made me jump,. My hands throbbed with incredible pain. Lovers had broken my fingers before but only one at a time. I'd done bone breaks a few times. The best was when a lover broke my leg. I was on crutches for weeks. I loved it!I loved bondage. Growing up it was hard to get guys or girls to tie me up so I turned to older guys that lived around my house. Mr. Miller (He always wanted me to call him "Mr. Miller", never let me call him by his first name, even when we were fucking) was the closest thing I've ever. “I guess that she figured out every way out of that room two seconds after she entered it the first time. Go in and see for yourself but stay well away from whatever she built. I guess that anyone lighter or heavier than her will cause it to collapse. She wouldn’t have a way you could chase after her when she decided she was getting out of there,” I explained as I popped her butt again to make her scream, delighting the security guards before going in to see how Molly did get out.I casually.