I spent a lot of time at her feet, and she enjoyed my tireless worship.Who wouldn't? She used to say that anyone - woman or man - wouldwelcome my foot...-enslaved tongue. She would sometimes refer to melicking men's feet, to goad me perhaps, and it always made me feel weakin the stomach. Afterwards, I would often have to jerk off in thebathroom, the taste of her feet in my mouth, the thought of a man'sstrong feet firing my imagination. I would almost always blow my loadwith a man's imaginary feet. .....CHAPTER 2 Blue and redScreaming in the distance, after the use of a pistol was shot why.....Why do this she was no one bad to you, blood was gashing from her chest, Running and then sliding to her help, Taking my jacket of securing the wond to her lung....Help me I need a doctor. Lady stay in there whats your name.....My name is Hannah a nurse of lester Hospital, OK help will be on its way the man had fled away leaving the weapon to the side of my foot. My hands covered in the ladies. Roy: Would you be one at a dance? Would you be one wearing pants?Girl: Not at a dance, not wearing pants. Not in a car, not at a bar. Not in the pool, not at a school. I would not be one here or there. I would not be one anywhere. I would not like to be a boy. I would not like it, Call-Me-Roy.Roy: Would you, could you, when you pee? It's so delightful, you will see!Girl: I would not, could not, when I pee. Not a boy, now let me be! I would not be. He flushed the toilet and turned to me.“Mom I’m already late for my shower. If you don’t mind, I’d like you join you?”I watched as he moved closer to be and tried to stand below the shower. The flow in the shower was not enough to accommodate both of us. Realizing that, he put his arms around my naked hips and pulled me into him. I felt his rigid cock nudging into my pubic region. “I don’t think we had any other option mom.” He whispered into my ear. “We got to bathe like this only.”I felt his.