He unzipped and she didn’t even see him do it. There they were and he undid his jeans. She didn’t even see him do that either. He turned around ho...lding his jeans in his hands. She sat down on the bed. Once she did, she finally noticed he was standing in front of her holding his undone jeans in his hands. “Ready mom?” the young man asked. “Sure honey” she said “I guess so” she went on to add as earnestly as she could. She didn’t show any expression as she said it. A blank stare remained in her. But trust shined through both – along with another emotion he refused to even let himself name in his dreams. And it was over. The hazy cloud of killing rage, of blood lust, didnt leave. It never did. But she, Callia, had pushed it back down to manageable. He wrapped his fingers around the handle of the whip and studied it as Cal released it from her teeth. He looked down at her, his Callia.. His girl. He tossed it across the room behind him. And then his arms were under hers and she was in the. I was going to stay at my best friend Adams house for the weekend. Adam and I were both in many classes together, and being 13, we loved to annoy our teachers, so it was nice to not have a detention today. As I got home, I flopped onto my bed. My parents were at work and I was an only child, so I was home alone. I looked in the mirror, admiring myself. I was 5 4, and very athletic, with dark brown hair and deep brown eyes.. I played basketball and did swimming, plus I also ran frequently. Since. Then, he let his hand drift between my legs.I said, "Finally. What took you so long? Turning to face him, I went on, "You, Clarence Sean 'Ricky' Richards, are going to get fucked. I would mot mind getting pregnant tonight, but I took precautions, in case you felt otherwise. So, unless you have something I need to know about, we can dispense with condoms. Now, carry me to the damn bedroom." Some men require a map.Sean did pick me up, but it was a ways to the bedroom, even though it was on the.