My mom wasn’t to blame for any of it, she was a hard worker that had to pick up the slack when my piece of shit father decided that shooting up was ...more important then taking care of his family. Mom was always working to put food on the table and I was left to my own devices for the most part, and everything was going great until I reached the age where you start realizing that people have things that you don’t. I wanted things too, nice car, nice clothes, money in my pocket, reasonable. Rebecca."I turned to Rebecca and gave her a soft kiss on her forehead without meeting her eyes, "My name is Leo. It's alright if you want go to sleep, Rebecca. I'll be right behind you."With that Rebecca crumpled into my lap with a gentle smile on her face. At that, after all the years of forcing myself not to feel, I couldn't hold back anymore. My only friend and the closest thing I had to family left was gone, and I burst into tears. All the emotions, everything I had been forcing down the. I need an early night tonight, hethought to himself. He felt light-headed and the room seemed to beswimming. The sight of his reflection in the mirror had been soincongruous that he felt quite shaken."There's our table," said Brian jumping up as two women stood up to leaveand making a quick dash to the table. Derek followed rather unsteadilyand sat down opposite Brian. "Look, Brian, I'm suddenly not feeling well. I didn't get much sleep lastnight. I think I'm going to have to go home." Really?". She closes her eyes and moves her hips into me. Our tongues fighting each other as we moan in deep pleasure. “Show me what you want,” she moans into my mouth, “show me how to pleasure you.”She doesn’t realize how good she feels just laying there. I roll her ontop of me and sit up so I’m face to face with her, her small frame at the mercy of my large hands. I hold her waist and lock eyes with her as I rock her slowly. She kisses my neck as I move her. I hold her tight as I feel myself getting.