The next morning… And beyond… The next morning. I awoke in my mother’s bed naked, but alone. I hadn’t woken up once through out the night, it was probably the best sleep I’ve ever had. I remembered everything about last night. Standing in the middle of the room with her on her knees, naked, servicing
My Life. Ch. 11… by SLCPunk1_0_1
The Next Morning The next morning. I could smell bacon, mom was cooking. Even though she’d worked late, she still got up early to make her kids breakfast, and late last night, as expected, I’d heard her open my door to see the we were ok.. She was very motherly that way. I, also as