Precis när jag skulle resa mig ur soffan, för att gå och göra iordning en macka och sen gå och lägga mig, sa Jasper något som jag inte riktigt ...kunde urskilja. Jag sa vände mig om mot honom, "Va?" frågade jag honom, och väntade lugnt på ett svar. "Ska du gå och lägga dig nu?" upprepade han, och jag nickade bara lätt. Jag sket i att göra en macka, och gick direkt upp på mitt rum för att göra mig iordning. Jag hörde att Jasper stökade på där nere, och jag kunde höra att han satt i någon film, så. Moving closer I pressed my self again her arse and her against the sink.Then, slowly, with one hand I reached over her shoulder down the front of her dress into her loose fitting bra taking hold of her very feminine breast and fondled the nipple. (her nipples were always hard)She did not move or respondI put my other hand over her shoulder and took hold of another breast and nipple.She turned her head to me, took my hands out of her clothing, turned placed her hand in mine led me out of the. ? She chose her words carefully and spoke to me in a measured tone. I continued to sniff and try to regain my composure. ?I ought to really give you something to cry about, you big fucking baby. Don’t think that just ‘cause you’re not having fun that we are going to let you go. Oh no. I like that you hate us. I like that you are so intimidated that you have to lie on the ground crying and begging for mercy. It actually turns me on. The more you hate me, the hotter I get baby.?She poked. “What was that all about? I never saw you and Matt mad at each other before, what happened?” I had to defend my attack “He called you a whore.” Mom straightened up, startled “What!?” “Yeah, he said you were a 'fucking whore' so I hit him.”“What on earth would ever cause him to say something like that? And what did he mean he that bookmarked something for you to ask me?”“Doesn't matter, we'll never see him again so it doesn't matter.” I left my puzzled mother and fled the house. I got home about.