I had a wet dream. She was downright furious. Apparently I had cummed on her favorite sheets. And there was no convincing her it was involuntary. "Why... the hell should I believe it was a dream? How do I know you didn't just masturbate while I was asleep? Next to YOUR OWN MOM YOU FUCKING PERV! Why should I believe a thing you say you lying wanker?". As I sat frowning, mom barked out a new order. "let's try something different. Since you're such a perv and I never fuck in quarantine, how about I. We left the Lodge and Tama drove us to the restaurant. The owner-cook recognized Tama immediately, and the two hugged in recognition, laughing about how long it had been since she'd been there.We shared a deep conversation over dinner. After the 'small talk, ' we talked about our concepts of spirituality and life purpose – not small topics, yet one that revealed much about ourselves to the others. When it came to those topics, I wondered how many people had actually self-analyzed what they. Will you commentate for me? I don’t want to miss anything but I can’t see at the moment.’ ‘OK, if you’re sure? Well, that shot missed, not like my elbow,’ she giggled softly. ‘Now the goal kick has been taken but it’s a poor one. Billy Jones has got the ball straight from the goal kick and he’s trying to lob the goalkeeper. Here it comes, the goalies jumping, he’s missed it, its bounced behind him, it’s in the net. GOOAAAL! Three nil! Fucking hell!’ What a weird sensation. Harry had just about. “Ah..mm..owwie…” “The ginger root is starting to burn isn’t it Brandon?” Eddie taunted him. SMACK! “Fuh-four” SMACK! “Five” SMACK! “Sa-six”“ahh ooww yes yes sir!” Brandon cried out. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Brandon counted those three off too, beginning to really cry. “Are you,” SMACK! “ever,” SMACK! “going to have sex,” SMACK! “in my house again!??!” SMACK SMACK! Eddie asked him as he thoroughly hit from the bottom of Brandon’s back, to the tops of his knees.“NO S-SIR!!” Brandon yelled and choked,.