"I guess I am being a bit judgmental." A bit?" Okay, I'm being very judgmental. I've been acting like a brat—haven't I?" You've been acting like a b...itch, Jenny. Brad is so hurt he can hardly stand it. He thinks it's something he did." Brad didn't do anything, no one did." Brad doesn't know that, Jen. He thinks he pissed you off and now you don't like him." Oh no, I have to call him. What does he think is wrong?" Don't get upset, Jen. Brad thinks you're mad at him because of what we did on the. I could see her pussy clearly. It was already swollen and wet."You like my outfit? I found it in the attic the other day. I used to wear it for your father, but he never seemed to care too much."I barely heard her words. I couldn't believe this was my mother standing above me with her legs spread. I stared mutely."Jerry, are you there," Mother asked, looking down at my wide eyes."Huh?" I stuttered."I asked if you liked my outfit?"Suddenly I realized that she was waiting for an answer. "I love. It was time she should be here any second I walked over to peer through the electric doors to catch a glimpse of her sleek body or strong blue stare. There she was. Short skirt that showed her sexy legs and perfect ass to the world. She knew how to dress. She strutted over to me and my stomach tightened, my mind went back to all of the things we had said, the things I wanted to do to her. I gave her a smile and an embrace. We talked about how the trip was and how her friend was but all the time. Fuck it, he decided. He pulled up the app. "Hey, man, not to get all homo or whatever, but . . .." He took a breath. "My name is Charlie. I live on the south side of town, and I do construction." His hands shook slightly, and he continued. "I just feel like we have a legit friendship, and I wanted to show it. Don't be all weird about it :p."He tossed his phone aside after sending the message, and started up Cyberpunk to distract himself from the vulnerability that he now felt. But that only.