Mom. Son. Remember what that means. Mom. Son. But that's not quite right, is it? That's not what you remember, is it?" Her brow furrowed a little, jus...t like the book said it would. "You remember another word. Mom. Master. Mom. Master. What does the word 'Master' mean to you? It could mean obedience. Devotion. Loyalty. It could mean that you are a slave, that you are owned, that you are controlled. What does that relationship mean to you? Mom. Master. Mom. Master. You have to help me do the. "What?" I answered back on my downward totter."Debbie ain't wearing no panties," he said."Get out of here," I retorted, "Of course she is, you're crazy." No man, I'm serious," he said, "She climbing the monkey bars now ... go check it out."Aimee who was listening as we spoke just shook her head at me, kind of telling me that it wasn't a good idea. But I just had to know. So I hopped off on the next trip down and told Billy to hold my spot as he began tottering with Aimee.I walked up to the. “Well I just got them this morning early. It wasn’t like I got them last week or anything.”“I want to see them.”“You can see them when you get naked in our truck with me and Eddie.”“We’re getting naked when we go on a date?”“Yes, we’re going to the drive-in. All three of us are getting naked and we’re all going to fuck and suck each other too.”“I think I’m going to like dating. Now I want to see Eddie put this big animal cock inside your pussy and fuck you like a dog. I wish he would get his. One winter day, I learned that he had had a stroke and was now entirely bound to a bed that was placed downstairs in their living room. Come spring, I had just celebrated my 17th. birthday, I was asked to help arrange the decking for the summer. It meant carrying a lot of stuff from their garden shed, cellar and attic out onto the decking. Some of this stuff was heavy so I broke out a bit of sweat, even if it was chilly outside. When all were in place, I was invited in for a hot drink. We.