" Oh, no Les. I couldn't do anything knowing how you feel about him. And with your Mom behind you and all. We'll be starting high school next fall and... I'm sure there's lots of guys who'd be interested in me." But you don't love those guys, do you?" No." Tell me how you feel about Wes. Honestly." I don't know. It's like I have a hard time breathing when he's around. I see his back when he's pushing a lawn mower with his shirt off and my nipples turn hard and my panties start getting wet. He says. "Do you want to fuck me, Andy?" Miss Couse asked while pushing her finger in as far as she could, wiggling it around in way that made it feel way better than I would have suspected it could have."Yes," I said although the word came out in syllables as her finger spun around."Good, because I want to fuck you too," she said, her voice almost a growl. "Your prick - is it hard?" Yes," I moaned."Can't have that," she said, and with that Miss Couse took her finger out of me and lifted me up by the. I jumped up out of bed, dick swaggin half way to my knee. After a quick piss, up the stairs for some coffee, and a smoke. Mom was home from the diner—already snoozed out. I put on the coffee, and noticed my lil bro Dustin had wandered into the kitchen as well. Even for him kinda early for a Saturday morning. He was just standing there, staring at me—then I realized I was still buck naked,lol. I flash him a grin, and tossled his hair as I walk past him and head back downstairs. I fish out my. . he would reach me before I could escape either to the right or to the left. The sword was sharp as I saw the result the blow did to the chair, I handled out of pure reflex and threw the knife I was still holding and it spun and struck true, hitting the fat keeper, point first into the right side of his chest and plunging past tunic and skin deep and all the way to the hilt.He gargled, his momentum still carrying him forward but his sword strike missed me and hit the surface of the desk behind.