----The writing at night had taken a turn for the better. Travis would sit at his desk and the words were now pouring out of him. The tone had lighten...d. Large sections were dumped. What had begun as his catharsis--a pissed-off rant about the government and the war, his memoir of terror--had morphed into a horror story about redemption, rebirth and forgiveness.That night after kissing Bettina goodbye on Main Street in town, Travis had a dream. He was standing on his dock and Bettina was. After a while she instantly bent over while continuing to jerk my cock and then slowly took my hard wet cock into her mouth and started sucking, pumping my cock with her mouth and hand. All the time I toyed her moist wet pussy as she slowly moaned with pleasure, my back arched as I greedily held the back of her head grabbing her hair to guide her onto my cock. I was startled for a second as a car drove past the alley. Fortunately the driver of the car never looked left as they would have had a. My mom’s expression changed, and she remained silent for a while.Her silence and tension in her eyes gave me some feeling of domination over her. I felt brave enough to speak out.Me: Not just that, mom, I have seen you with the guy who lived in our penthouse for rent and with your boss a few years ago.Mom: Please, Abhishek. Stop it. Let’s not talk about it. I don’t even remember what you are saying. Leave it, please.Me: I plead you, mom. I beg of you. Please listen.Mom’s voice got a little. “Hey nerd” my sister says. Which my dad raises his head “hey there princess. Just in time for breakfast “. My mom turns her head around the doorway “morning sweety. Let me make some breakfast for you quickly “”. “Hey mom Hey dad “ pause “hey Penny”. My sister just rolls her eyes and goes back to eating.Which is normal for her. She is dressed in her typical gothic style clothing while I am completely naked. Which I only dress like this at home. Started like 3 years ago and my parents thought it.