So unless you are ready to live by my rules,maybe you should start packing." Mandy please, I trying, you know that, it just a hard time for me," hebeg...an."I've had enough of your excuses," she cut him off sternly. "Let me knowif you agree or you want to start packing, now."Don realized that this was one of those confrontations that could causehim to miss the end of the game. Reluctantly he figured that he would beable to catch the re-cap on the news later or at worst read about it inthe paper. Two in the pink, one in the stink. Mom grunted. I paused. After a few moments, she relaxed and I proceeded, slowly. "Your boy has some real size, does he?" Tara asked, running her fingers through Mom's inky black tresses. "Good to know." As soon as I felt that Mom was fully comfortable, I launched myself into full assault. My hands slid up from her hips, pulled the pathetic attempts at propriety away from her massive breasts, and gripped them tightly in my fists. God, that turned me on. Not. I led him into Baylor hall and up the stairs to the suite I shared with four other guys. Fortunately, none of my suite-mates were there, as they surely would've commented about me bringing home another "conquest." I figured that might scare off this guy. "My room is over here. Fortunately, it's a single." I unlocked the door and opened it. He stepped inside and I followed him, closing the door behind me. I hit the light. He looked around at my posters and paintings."Wow. Did you paint. Has Summer told you what all kind of sports we endeavor to do in here:” His smile said she had without a need to reply and I shook his hand as he introduced himself as Bob Bryant. I smiled and replied, “No need for last names here Bob, we’re like one big happy family,” and hoped he understood just what being part of our family would mean for both he and Summer. I gestured for us all to go to the club building so that they could check it out and I could interview the hot looking blond 18 year.