And if you cannot tell me why this occurred, I will let you explain it to the cops when they get here.” “Well, John I don’t know what you’re t...alking about, and I don’t really care about your fucking flowers. Flowers are for faggots anyway!” His mother now looked at him and back to me with a horrified, yet defeated look on her face. “Trevor! You do not talk to our new neighbor like this! Now you apologize!” She looked to be on the verge of tears, and as totally pissed off as I was, I still felt. I’ll just clear up down here.”“Thanks Ramya, I think I will. It’s been a long day, you know?”After a refreshing shower, I climbed contentedly beneath the covers and almost immediately fell into a deep sleep. I awoke some time later, my bladder telling me that I needed to visit the bathroom. I glanced blearily at the bedside clock; 2.45am. Grabbing my robe, I padded softly towards the bathroom. Not bothering to turn on a light, he noticed on my return a faint glow coming from his sister-in-law’s. I had not liked it there the times before when Mike had entered me there and I tried to protest, “Scott noooo that hurts.” But he didn’t listen and just kept pushing against me there until it started to push inside. I let out loud groans as I felt Scott push and push his dry cock forcing it inside my butt. That made me realize how uncomfortable this was and I wasn’t very happy but he kept working it and working it and slowly was forcing deeper into my butt. It was very painful and he was. As she jotted down things in her diary, leaning toward the small lantern in the cabin, I decided it was time to strike up a conversation or this long ride would be unbearable. As I watched those sexy lips form silent words as she wrote them down, I decided it was time to break the ice with some cordial questions. It was time to seize the moment to see if she was feeling the same feelings as I was. “So Miss Phillips, may I ask where you’re heading.” I questioned. She looked over the top.