..... We got there and pitched the tents, grabbed a beer and proceeded to skin-up and get nice and mellow. All was going well and she asked me to go ...for a wander about the site to see what was happening. I don't know if you ever went there, but it was a bit anarchic and a 'no-go-area' for the police. You could get (almost) any d**g there except for heroine. She wanted some acid, so I got some , we dropped some and went about our tour of the site - there was a big crowd in one corner watching. I wanted to feel the pain when she bit my penis, and I wanted to cum in her throat. After all, she is my Mom, my Love, my Angel, my Bitch.We both dressed after having long sex. My mom was exhausted. Poor mom, she thought people do sex only once in a day. She did not know that having sex once a day fuels me to do more! It had been 7 fucking years. Every day and night, I used to think of only one woman, the woman who gave birth to me, the woman who fed me, the woman who grew me up, moreover the. .."Have fun, sweetie!" I nodded as I picked up my keys and headed out thedoor.I was on time today, so when I got to the bus stop, I had to wait forthe bus but I didn't mind. It gave me some time to think about what dadhad said.I don't want you giving them any ideas...His words rang in my head. Sure, it was true that I was spending moretime with Mel and Carrol, but who could blame me when they were treatingme like a prince all the time? Holding doors open for me, offering tocarry my books to. You will have to understand that at the very least you're facing disciplinary action under the Student Code of Ethics."A very sick feeling swept over Cecilia. A possible criminal prosecution? A search of her computer? Definite disciplinary action? Burnside's next words only made the student feel worse."I need you to type up a statement that describes, in detail, the entire incident from your point of view. I need you to include what your reasoning was when you opened the file, what you remember.