"You saw me, ok...now get out." I said. It was the best I could do under the circumstances. She started to walk towards me while taunting me with, "wh...y won't you tell me?" She bent down at the side of the bed to pick up the magazine I had dropped in a panic when she came in."You're a dirty boy, aren't you? Looking at these naked bitches and touching yourself. I should tell on you, shouldn't I? You like these bitches?" Just get out and leave me alone, ok? You've had your fun, go away." I said.. Or thodi der baad wo mere sar ko pakad kar apni fuddi par dabane lagi sayad wo discharge ho rahi thi. Phir wo aaaaahhhh aaahhhhhhh yyyyaaaaa ooohhhhhhh karke shant ho gai.wo discharge ho gai thi.Main ab pagal ho raha tha main utha or apni t-shirt or pajama utar diya ab main sirf underwear main tha pooja ne apni aakh kholi or mere underwear ko pakad kar neeche kar diya mene apna underwear nikal diya ab mera land poore josh main tha main kuch sochta usse pahle hi pooja ne use pne haath main liya. My trailer is far back from the road and there are no close neighbors, so I knew no one could hear me scream, but I kept fighting back.“Take her hands, Jake,” I heard Jeff say and I couldn’t believe it as my own son assisted the man attacking his mother. He held my hands as Jeff stood me up, caught the hem of my dress and pulled it over my head.Like I said, I have small tits and I detest bras, so there I was in only my panties in front of my son and this man, but my panties didn’t last long as. You want me to play footballand things like that. You want me to like Spider man and action men. Ifyou knew the truth, you would not love me. You would think that I was afreak. That the devil himself was in me. I cannot live without you andDad loving me. At school they tease me already. They don't like the fact that I havelong hair and that I am not that strong. They don't think that I amnormal. They call me faggot and sissy. I am not normal. I do not knowwhat is wrong with me. Did God put me.