"But I suppose it won't hurt to let you know that I'm looking forward to seeing you in a bikini." Bikini? That doesn't sound too bad." Sandra sounded ...relieved, so I couldn't help getting in one last dig."It doesn't, does it?" I asked. "I guess you just don't have a devious mind like I do. See you tomorrow," I added, then hung up before Sandra could reply.Sunday was much like Saturday, except my anticipation was at a much greater level. It was almost frightening (even to me!) how much I was. Seriously, dude, you need to stop askingme for money." You could always refuse to give me anymore money. All you have to do issay no."Billy paced around the room for a moment, almost like he was scared, buthe suddenly hardened. He stormed over to me, not inches from my face."We've been friends for a long time. We're like brothers. I don't wantthis to ruin our great friendship. Yet here you are, making money forcethis wedge between us. Now I try as hard as I can to not let that affectme, but. My fingers played with her nipples, lazily tracing circles until she fell asleep. My cock was throbbing, pulsing hard as it nestled against my mom's silk covered ass. I could not help squeezing her juicy bottom a little. I pulled my dick out of my briefs and used her nightie as a condom. I wedged the material deep in her perfect little crack. Then slowly, as she slept, I slipped my dick inside the ass I loved so much. It was not rape cuz she did not say no, and I was not actually touching her. " No more motel. I'm staying with my parents and I'm no where near ready for what I'd get from them if I didn't come home."I saw Ellen right away when Dixie and I walked into the restaurant. She was sitting with a guy and while they weren't holding hands or touching I could sense that there was something between them. I didn't like the way he was looking at Ellen and I felt a twinge of something — anger or jealousy or maybe a mixture of both — because she was with another man. Stupid of me and.