"She looked anxious. My pants were still loosely on. I took my phone from my pocket and went to Linora's number."Oh." There it was. Black, silicone an... bulbous, it was a small butt plug."Are you still okay to go?" Lin peeked up sheepishly, looking all cute and sexy."Yeah." I smiled. "I'll fuck your butt, hon." I leaned in for a kiss.Just before I met her cheek, her hand came up to stop me. "No, for you."I felt my face go pale. "For... me?" Yes... " She reached over the bed and picked something. . sorry. It's very difficult. I'll try to be nice." You're always nice," he told me. "Come on, let's be friends." All... right." I smiled a little."I'm still going to enjoy looking at you, though," he said cheerfully."I can't stop you," I sighed.My next class was the one I'd been dreading the most; biology. As I expected, the teacher took the opportunity to discuss female physiology, using me as a model. She was young and pretty herself; the boys often asked her questions intended to. More than that, I was jealous.I knew it was crazy for a boy to be jealous that his mother might be outhaving fun with a man, but I didn't care. I felt the way I felt.When she walked in the door, she could see that I was not happy. Well,it was a little worse than that. I had decided to put on her kimono.And well, I couldn't help it, but I had cried a little, and I hadforgotten that I was wearing mascara, so I had raccoon eyes. Mother sawme and started laughing uncontrollably. That did not. "I'll call you guys later!" Letting the door slam behind me. I stood outside my apartment door for a second. Gathered my thoughts and opened, nobody was in the living room. I looked all over the apartment, nobody. I felt the disapointment in my cock. I got on the phone and called Kimmie's cell. "Where are you guys?" "On the roof sweating our tits off, we'll come down. There's weed on the table roll a blunt." Good idea I thought, no need to rush. So I did just that, sat.
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