’ He sat up, momentarily wondering what the hell was going on and when it dawned on him that it could be from Velvet, he jumped out of bed and dress...ed. It took him less than thirty minutes to shave, brush, do his hair and put on a funky blue pinstriped suit that he’d brought for the occasion. Grabbing the room key, he took the elevator down and was met by the driver, a young man named Chauncey. ‘Mr. Harold?’ ‘Yes?’ ‘I’m afraid that I’ll have to ask you to change your clothes.’ Gale stared at. “Listen,” cut in Connie, “you people need...”“We,” snapped Ken, who was tired, irritated and still in pain, “don’t need to do anything. You need to sit there and keep quiet. As far as we know, you’re a Tanker, and they’re still on my shit list. Now who the hell is this?”“Well, we didn’t talk much,” said Jane, “but he was waiting up in the hills with this.”She held up the sniper rifle.“I see.”Jane had tied the man quite well. It was a Circle van after all, so there was at least some emergency. I was sleeping very lightly and immediately woke up. I looked up to see my mom sitting next to me looking so hot. She said, "Honey I need to know if what June said is the truth. Do you jack off thinking about me and do you really want to fuck me?" Oh mom, I have wanted to fuck you for more than two years. I think you have a hot body and have imagined many times of me sliding my cock inside you and feeling your warmth." I had a raging hard on and rolled on my back and pulled the covers off. My. We had class together a lot, so it was common for me to be seen at his house or visa versa doing homework. We both dated different people in middle school and I thought of him as a friend. I dont exactly remember when or why, but my feelings for him started to change. Before I get too far into my story, let me tell you what I was like back then. I was a freshman at age thirteen, and I was skinny- only weighing about 90 pounds soaking wet. I had B cup tits and curly brown hair which I sometimes.