Feeling the person move against him again, Ed stuck his fingers outward. Feeling something around his crotch area Tom looked down. Figuring the person... wanted a feel, he figured he help him. As the hand moved towards him again he reached down and grabbed it. Bringing it to his fly, Tom closed the fingers on the zipper. Shocked, Ed didn't know what to do at first. Figuring it was one of his classmates playing a joke he thought he'd let it play out and they'd let go.Not feeling any resistance, Tom. It was far from clean,full of head games and mining my sibs and I for dirt on the other. Itentailed a move out of state for my mom and us kids and into her newboyfriend's house. Who turned out to be a pathological liar, who fartedconstantly and tended to walk around in the nude. The house was very rundown, with no finished floors in most of the house, the toilet in thedownstairs bathroom sinking into the floor and the back awning falling offone winter.He had two sons younger than the four of. WOW!"Nicely done, Sandra!" Came from Aunt Jane. She was dressed in a babydoll nightie, pink, with her ample bosoms nearly spilling out. "Justbefore feeding time, some simple rein training. If a toddler canunderstand when they are in reins to behave and do as they're told, I'msure you can too, Princess."Jane took the rein from Sandra and told me to walk towards the door. Iobeyed and then took some steps. I felt a couple of tugs as shecontrolled the pace of my walk and then she tugged sharply to. ‘Oh, I would, I would!’ I told her matching her sneer with equal devastation, and shaking the matchbook in my hand. ‘I would see this whole house burned down to the ground before I left any of it to you!’ I could see a kind of recognition in her eyes then. It was a distant kind of recognition, perhaps toying with the idea of an insignificant memory, perhaps it was a recognition of the room we both stood in, or perhaps it was the passing recognition of my body that she once knew better than me,.