As she stroked, the ache began again, but this time it was different. It kinda felt good.Mom nuzzled the side of my neck. "Its almost time, I can smel... it on you." She enigmatically said, her voice think and almost slurring."Mom, are you drunk?" I asked. She laughed."No, well a little, but not like you think." She got to her feet and I was suddenly reluctant to let her go. The pleasure/pain in my abdomen that was building started to fade again."There is something you need to know." She bit her. I was pretty sure Steve wouldn't let me go out partying with some girl we didn't even know except as the ex-babysitter/girlfriend of a boy who wanted to be my boyfriend. That would have been hard to explain anyway and being in a strange city like Seattle, and just fourteen like I was, there was no way my brother was gonna let me go anywhere except with him and Lisa.Probably I should have listened to that reasonable voice, but maybe I felt reckless. Maybe I wanted to feel grown-up. Maybe I just. With Andrea laughing andsinging on the table in the middle of the room, the men couldn'tbelieve their eyes!With such a hot, sexy and drunk star before them Bill figured heshould pop the once in a lifetime question: "Andrea, why don't youtake off those jeans?" Andrea looked shocked and embarrassed for amoment before she replied: "What the hell?" She threw the hat awayand slipped her jeans down slowly, giving the men a great view of herred panties, before removing the jeans completely and. They put a lidocaine soaked bandana over his head, ear, and neck and then covered it with an Intemperance baseball cap from the merchandising stocks."How's it feel?" Greg asked him."Better," Darren said. "It still hurts when I move, but not as bad." Well, let's take care of that right now," Greg replied, opening up his little black bag. He pulled out a syringe and a vial of medicine."Dude," Darren said as he watched Greg draw the clear liquid into the syringe. "I don't really dig needles, you.
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