“Well… She’s…” Dad struggled with the words, then looked at me with his trademark serious expression. “She’s kind of freaky.” Shocked that dad would say something like that, I turned to mom, who solemnly nodded. “Freaky?” I repeated. “In a good way.” Mom soothed me. “We’ve just never met someone like her.” “You barely know her.” I retaliated, my tone starting to reflect how I felt towards someone calling her ‘freaky.’ “Do you?” Dad asked. “You’re really quick to tell me you’re not indian dating her. Yet when she comes by, it’s like you’ve known each other for years.” “My God, dad, you’re right.” I replied, my tone full of wonder, dropping my toast. “After all, friends couldn’t possibly act like that. I guess the secret’s out – I’ve been seeing Nicole amateur since grade 2.” “Don’t get sarcastic with me.” Dad lightly ordered. “That’s my thing. If you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine, but I really want you to be open with us, and your mother and I… We feel like you’re hiding something from us.” I turned back to mom, who nodded with a completely serious look on her face. Half of me felt outraged, and the other half felt guilty. The two halves were separate entities – How dare they think I was keeping secrets from them?! I was, but still, why would they think I was? I was a good kid. “Nicole is the most transparent girl on the planet.” I lied. “You’ve met her, so you know her for who she is. There’s nothing more than that to her.” “C’mon, Adam.” Dad replied. “All people are at least kind of complicated. Even me.” He put his newspaper away. “Besides, we’ve met Nicole all of three times. The first time, she knew our names before we could introduce ourselves, then you two spent a few hours in your room, alone.” “We kept the door Big Tits open.” I lied smoothly. “You guys were just never upstairs to see that. I promise, we didn’t do anything.” He was also looking at his mother and fantasizing about fucking her. He made her a coffee and they chatted until Leo returned. The son grinned. She was exhausted, and even tho she didn't like what Donny indian Big Tits had done to her, she still didn't want to take the chance on sleeping and ending this. Now I got to enjoy her. What are the odds?” she grinned. Carol followed her, like two kittens, they prowled across the carpet, inching ever closer to me in the easychair. Putting my shirt back on I offered him some coffee. I quickly rush downstairs and into the laundry room. It was difficult to contain all the energy he now possessed. But if that's what you want, what the Hell." “Get on your knees, Maggie” her daddy instructed. I was a mess. “Probably. "Plus, I still have Mellos Thymp out there hunting for me. Though she is really no longer a threat to me." “They set a trap and I walked right in. Then there’s no hope left for us now Gara. definitely wet now, and she was panting and pushing her clit She teased me, made me whimper and shudder. “I’ll do my part,” Tess said. As Jake was walking towards his locker, he noticed a display set up across from the Cafeteria. Nice try, Adam, Phil thought. They hit her front and back until her screams turned to moans and she hung limp from the tree limb gushing cum down her front in her face and hair. She's loving Mommy's cunt!” "Something about a small town that didn't have the Christmas spirit." Then kissed her neck tenderly, amateur whispering how proud of her I was and how much I loved her. Alone in the still of the night however, as the wind might rattle a loose shutter on the barn, or some unseen creature may scurry beneath the floorboards, the demons of paranoia hunted a bit closer to the heart, and even the bravest among us would not dare to tread the path through the woods in which she dwelled.