I live for the weekends when I get to play with my newest toy.My toy could make me huge coin but I'm doing all right, so I don't really need the money.... It could make me famous, but if I'd wanted that everyone, and I mean everyone would know who I am. I'm not good-looking, just about average. I'm not someone you would ever look twice at. At best I've been called cute which I take as a euphemism for "if I were really drunk and squinted just right I might take you home but probably not." It's okay. ” Laura seemed to be delighted and quickly rose from her seat and headed to the guestroom. I was the last one to amble into the bathroom. Lacy was standing in the tub and Laura was sitting on the commode nearby with a vibrator in her hand. It was awkward; exposing my limp penis to someone I’d never been naked with before and in front of my wife! I stepped into the tub and sat down. Laura came over to kneel by the side of the tub. “Lacy, can I watch you pee on him?” “Oh, I’m not going to pee. "Wait," Lauren started. "They made you work at a ruby mine?"Di shrugged. "People who get into foster care aren't always looking to help kids. Some are crazy and make you do weird religious stuff. Some want cheap labor for crap jobs they couldn't pay anyone else to do. Grammy's place wasn't the worst place I've had to live." What's worse than slave labor?" Michelle asked with a look of horror on her face."Creeps," Di said. "People trying to touch you or worse. I dressed like a boy, cut my hair. Janeane finally confronted me with her complaint. She wanted to know why I would not have sex with her. I told her my problem with her pregnancy and suggested to her my idea of a solution. I came right out and told her about my sexual relation with my Mom and hinted at how my Mom might be able to help solve the problem. "What the fuck is wrong with you? You could fuck your very own Mom and you can't fuck your pregnant wife?" I am sorry. I can't explain it. I guessed it is because in my mind my.