"After that things got more relaxed, and we had a good laugh as we remembered the VW that had appeared materialized in an upper story classroom at MIT..., along with a few other escapades from MIT. Finally, he said, "I'm supposed to meet Chad Wilkinson and his lady friend for dinner in a few hours, and I need to go change my clothes and settle into Dad's house. It's good to see you both; I very much doubt that I'll be able to get another leave for your wedding in April, but if I can, I'll be. Her hair, usually so well kept and beautiful, was all over the place and disheveled. This woman wasn’t my mother.“I’m not gonna go today,” she started.“Mom—““But I promise you I will go tomorrow. Word as bond.”She taught me when I was young from the Bible that your word is your bond, and whenever she said that with her promises, she came through. 100% of the time.“Okay,” I responded. I went back to my room, got dressed, and headed out the door toward school. When I got there, I just looked at. She was getting the son’s cum fucked out of here by the father. When the red haired whore noticed the father was going to come she started sucking Gordon as if trying to steal his soul through his cock. Jez achieved her goal. At once the father and the son came in her. Gordon’s father came back quite often. Sometimes with his son. Sometimes with other older men who were eager to fill a young whore with their seed. But often he came alone. Those times he would walk in and flip Jez over. His. I had not even realized what I felt like afterwards until I woke up a few hours later. My body was sore but felt amazing. I was sprawled out and comfortable and finally felt like I had gotten enough sleep for a change. Rolling over I realized that I was in bed alone. Both my father and my brother had disappeared. I looked over at the clock and realized that it was four in the evening, which explained them not being there. I tended to sleep more then the average human being these days, I did not.