"Time for your real birthday present" Billy said as we got out of the car. The two of them fucked me until they couldn't get it up any more and left m...e wishing that Bert and Ricky were there also. Was I my mother's daughter or what?"Because of limited parking at work I continued to ride to work with my mom. We didn't talk much on the drive and I suppose it was because mom felt uncomfortable around me knowing that I knew what she was doing. There wasn't anything that I could say or do that would. I was buzzin' from a really good night out and the sight of these lads in their trackies and hooded tops had me springin' a rock-hard boner in an instant!" 'Ere,mate you gotta spare fag on ya?" This from a totally hot k** about 17/18 years old,a right cocky looking fucker!I looked over at him and shook me head,"Nah,pal,aint got enough ta go passing' 'em around,ok?"The k** sneered at me and winked at his mates,"Listen,ya tosser,I aint askin' I'm fuckin' tellin' ya,gimme a fuckin' fag or I'll. What was so important about that?Maybe it was the practice of watching from afar. Maybe it was the colour or her eyes, even in profile and half closed. Or was it the familiar line from her chin to her breast that drew his eyes to the people in the background. Or the lustrous rich colour of her hair. So rich, the colour of spring. Luring him to press his face to it, to plant his lips against it. And the white dress, a beautiful silk sheath that clung to her, that made her body glow in sharp. “Warning! Warning! Instability in A.I. personality matrix. Warning, all A.I. functions shutting down to re-boot.” Came Tempro’s voice.Kimison shook his head who knew that the same program from Celeste would work here. He only had a few minutes at most as he started to rapidly type more complex functions on the screen. Finally finished, he donned the head set, then hit the activation button.It wasn’t an alarm, Tempro nor anything tangible that caused Rayburn to jerk awake. It was a feeling of.