The floor was covered in a thick-pile carpet of reddish Paisley design and colouring, perhaps to hide the blood from the many whippings that girls end...ured?'Look ahead and stand to attention girl'His voice was soft but commanding, I was beginning to feel his dominance over me, being seduced by a father like figure strong and domineering, yet soft and firm.'What do you see on the wall in front of you', he asked?The only thing there above his chair was a crucifix, with a Jesus figure nailed to it,. Fat owner locks door. Time to go to work. Men’s room window broke last night. Odds are, nobody noticed missing glass while pissing or jacking off in bathroom. Slide in. Dark. Men’s room opens to hallway. Hallway opens to door. Door opens to kitchen. Kitchen still dark. Service window affords good view of front. Perfectly still. Wait. Two hours. Three. Voices. Young voices. Seven young men sit in a booth at the dark end of the diner. No cuts. No bruises. No fear. Just sitting in nice clothes,. .. a woman that he now dreamed about every night and felt sexual stirrings for. It was all wrong, and it was driving him crazy. He would see her in the kitchen fixing dinner and have sexual thoughts. She would lean over to get something out of the refrigerator and he would see her slacks tighten over her smooth ass and pull between her cheeks. An unwanted chill would go through him. When she bent over in front of him, his eyes would fall on the opening of her blouse and he would look at the. You poor thing. Don't worry, Mommy is here now.” She realized she broke the fantasy game but didn’t care at this point; her precious boy was ejaculating in her cupped hands and she joined him in a mind-melting orgasm that could only happen with such a strong bond of love.“Anna, are you home?” That was her husband's voice. A surge of adrenaline shook Damien off his post-coitus daze, and he pulled his hands away from his mom’s tits, leaving as evidence red marks where he squeezed the hardest.Anna.