He looked up at the sound of the door shutting, with a wide-eyed startled look that morphed into a grin, then a leer. He watched as his mother come t...oward him, knelt, and took his boner in her own fist and began to pump. “Mommy's here, Dear. Momma's going to help you get your jollies. Mmm . .Were you thinking about the other day, when we were in my bathroom, and you brought me off?” He nodded. “Well, now it's your turn, let the jism spurt for your sweet mother. Show me what you want to. . plot actually, I guess.Often, in the past, when I would be in my grandfather's bedroom while he was sleeping, he would always be in his underwear. I was sure that he'd be like that now. I quickly came to the conclusion that I'd surely be able to get a better look at his penis if he was only in his boxers than I had been able to get beneath his outer shorts and underwear. That was when I thought about going into his room. Heck, if he was sleeping sound enough, I might even be able to lift his. " That is a different approach. I've never been a fan of corporal punishment, but Chrissy has certainly pushed me to the point of wanting to hit her enough times. Hmmm... Well, why don't you give it a try. Don't cause her any permanent harm, but feel free to make sure that she's uncomfortable sitting down for a while." Thank you, Gail. I hope this works; because I don't know what else we can try if it doesn't." Don't thank me, Tom. I should be thanking you for taking on something that I've. Others hidden between the shadows, waiting to catch me between the darkened halls where I'll be taken to some hellish no where. My mind tries desperately to concentrate on any given light source, and hope it leads to sanctuary. In the smallest of light I can see bare flickers coming through the bottom of a door. The door is small and adjascent to the wall to my immediate left. The dark is so consuming it makes my skin taut from the thought that there's certainly someone, or a number of.