I look back to see two wine glasses, one clean, the other smeared with lipstick with drops of red left in the bottom, and a half empty bottle of wine ...recorked to the side.I pick up the glasses and the bottle and head towards the stairs. It was only around six o’clock, and tonight we were going to order Chinese food to be delivered, so there was time enough to take the wine upstairs, get out of this uncomfortable work shirt and relax with a glass or two of wine.Up on the landing, the upstairs is. But had never visited it being a little nervous of going but was always excited me the though of going. Well after months of staying home only going out for walks and drives decided one day to just drive up it just to see whats happening satisfy my curiosityI went for a drive around the country going up roads i had never driven before and made sure that on my way home I drove up this particular road. turning into the road i felt nervous not knowing who or what may be up there. and as its a cul. His erection tented his pants out towards my chin. I stared at his hard-on as he reached down and unzipped his pants. He pulled his penis out through the fly. Without a word I leaned in as he put his hand on the back of my head. I took his dick in my mouth started sucking with reckless abandon. Mr. Anderson had one hand on the back of my head and he thrust his phallus in and out of my mouth. Then he put one hand on either side of my head and thrust with even more urgency, impaling his. There are probably a lot of things you wouldn’t do.”“I don’t want mom to go to jail but she’s got to ... you know ... pay ... for what she did to you. I also know that I was a nuisance before too ... you never had kids then getting a teenager dropped in your lap? That had to suck, dude. I’m real sorry. I didn’t have much of a choice though. I really did try to stay out of your way as much as I could.”That statement made me feel bad. I’d always thought of Paul as a wimp and a ‘mommy’s-boy’.