.." I know," I interrupted. "I tried to talk to her, but she won't let me." What makes you think I can talk to her?" I don't think she's upset that sh...e caught me fucking Mikee. I think she thinks I'm betraying you." Oh, boy!" Yeah." What makes you think I can get her to listen if she won't even talk to you?" I have a plan." What's wrong between you and your sister?" Mom asked as soon as Traci excused herself to get her saxophone."It's, uh, private." I said. Tami and I had joined my parents. I took a few steps forward, waving the knife at him. He stepped back. ‘Yeah, that’s what I thought. Now, I’ll forgive you for slashing my tires. But the next I find you or your friends close to me, my sister or this house, I’ll call the police on you! Capisce?’ I imagined the pink pus that would spurt from his goitre if i stuck him. That would’ve been ideal in a former life. I wasn’t a twenty-two year old undergraduate anymore. ‘This isn’t the last of this. You’re going to regret pulling a. . I was actually enjoying the show he was putting on "O-oh, no.. I don't mind.." I replied, shuffling over to the toilet to do my stuff, pulling out my cock and trying to piss with my hard-on.Relief came as I did my best to empty my bladder with my stiff cock, I tried my best to make small talk with Luke "So, you have anything planned for today?", "Nah dude, nothing really, just gonna see how it goes.." With that I was done, I shook the last few drips from my cock, tucked it back into my boxers. .. waiting.“Oh Mr. Dexter, I’m so sorry about everything that’s happened to you,” Rachel said, standing right in front of him. He flicked his eyes up just slightly, the impressive shelf of her round heavy tits just inches away. “It must be so hard for you now.”Was it ever hard, he thought to himself, the back of his hand resting against the steely bar beneath his pant leg. “Rachel, I’m sorry for acting this way, but it’s just that I ... I miss Mrs. Dexter so much ... I ... shouldn’t...” He.