Lila said I was going to be with. SinceI did so well on the test, they're going to let me live outside! " Ihoped that was believable. She squealed an...d hugged me. I let the rest goand we had our session, of which I easily fended her off. But I wasstill reeling. I played my trump card and it did nothing. Was she goneforever? She said goodbye and we parted ways. I was out of time. Todaywas the last day and I had nothing to show for this whole ordeal.Everything I did to myself was probably. “Fuck yeah,” I answered as I reached forward and started rubbing the shaft up and down and running my fingers across the engorged mushroom head.“Let’s make you more comfortable,” I remarked as I grabbed the edges of his shorts and boxes and began to tug them down. He reached down and maneuvered his dick out of the way as I pulled them down to his shoes. I went back to stroking his cock with my right hand as I fondled his balls with my left. His eyes trailed down my body and he said, “I feel. I read the slip - he'd had a dozen strokes - and told him to bend over the arm of the couch.I can still remember the feel of the slipper in my hand, the weight of it as I swung it. And the noise when it connected! My brother howled with each whack. He swore afterwards it was harder than mum's. My mother gave me a tiny, complicit smile as I handed the slipper to her. 'Why don't you put it back yourself?' She said. So I took it back to the kitchen, hung it on the back of the cupboard door. When I. "I didn't do anything sweetie, but apparently, your loving sister gaveyou a surprise makeover while you overslept. I suppose it serves youright, after the way you pranked her." As his mother's words sunk in, ittook a bit of time for Chris to fully awaken. The three shots of NyQuilstill weren't done with him. He had enjoyed the sleep of the dead, andhe felt heavy as he sat up. However, anger and panic quickly helped himclear his head."Fuck you, Mia!" Chris shouted, as he noticed his red.