I was walking home. I was not looking for a fight." You should not have fought." Two times before you said I should stick up for myself and not be pus...hed around. I did what you said. Before that you said many times that I should act like a man not a boy. Again I did what you said." You better stay away from that girl."I was very angry now. "And if I turn gay they you will say I should have gone with a girl. Mom, you have something seriously wrong with you. When was the last time you greeted me. We returned back to the kitchen, I slipped my shorts back on and Sally slipped her dress on but didn’t zip it up feeling comfortable with it open but she did adjust her panties back into place, I poured her a fresh glass of orange which half of it went down quickly.My shorts had developed a few more wet spots which made the front almost transparent which Sally very kindly pointed out to me while she sat on the stool drinking, we had a giggle about it as I got myself a beer from the fridge and. .. Down... Then she runs one finger up her inner thigh while slightly opening her legs. I swallow hard, I can feel my crotch getting hotter and growing. I can feel the bulge down there, but I dare not look and break the visual contact. She hasn't looked away and I won't be the first to do so. I have to be steadfast! After reaching the edge of her dress, she pushes her hand towards her panties, sliding the dress up enough to see her pink panties on the border of my vision. I'm getting horny and. I didn’t feel like getting a matching scar. After the incident, I normally get woken up to her giving me a blowjob or already riding me putting my morning wood to good use. Ever since that one incident with Sam and Jeanette and learning how to turn my girlfriend into a submissive slave, it has been a slow process…mainly on my part. But now while we’re alone is when the slave rules go into place. Amanda knew that my parents were leaving town but because we didn’t know exactly know when they.