We lived in the same neighborhood and went to the same high school. He was one grade level above me, but we were both on the baseball team except he w...as on varsity and I was jv. We practiced together and we hung out around the neighborhood. He was cool, like a big brother I never had, except we banged.Our secret fuckbuddy relationship happened towards the end of his senior year and my junior year, when we were at his house. He was the only person who knew I was a queer. I mean- I wasn’t hiding. They pulled on rubber gloves and fully opened the mans trousers. One of the officers turned to me."That's gotta hurt, look at what she's done to him, a three, no a four inch gash in his cock, two of them; and look how deep they are, they seem to go most of the way through, now lets look at the dog and compare the injuries. Hmm if she held it by the head, then if those front paws did the damage, the bottom of the dog should have crushed his balls, lets look. Oh yes, that was a good shot, she. It was Scott's first nephew and since Scott wasn't married or had kids of his own he kind of considered James Jr. like his own child.Violet and Scott were so close growing up. Since they were only two years apart, they were more like best friends backing each other up when one got into trouble. Violet would often worry about Scott since he lived alone and hardly had any serious girlfriends. He always said he liked living the life of a bachelor but she always knew deep down he wanted to settle. "Has she said anything?" Dad asks."Just lock." Lock," I say."Daddy's putting it in right now."Why won't this pain go away?"Lock." Yes, Daddy's working on it. Did something happen while we were gone?" Was she ... um..." Dad says, " ... touched?"Mom asks, "Did someone come into your room?"I tense."Can you tell me?"I slowly nod."Was it a man?" NO!" I break out of Mom's arms and I dive into my hiding place."Oh god," Mom says."No wonder she's so desperate for a lock," Dad says.Footsteps approach the.