Gothic Shujin
Fading Memory
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(o.o.c. - to any interested in the mother or widow role...please read the thread before posting...thanx 
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Tommy sat on the porch of his parents house like usual around that time of day. The sky had begun to turn from a shade of blue to a lazy indigo and then finnally showing symptoms of evenings orange streaks and hues...the prelude to nightfall.
While he was only 19 years old, he had much on his mind...and often his mother told him a boy his age should not be so preoccupied with concearns.
What he couldnt confide in his mother was that this problem could not be easily dispelled. It raked at the center of his mind constantly...and drove his nights, mad with wet dreams.
He secretly desired his mother's friend and neighbor...a sexy middle aged widow who had moved in next door about two years ago.
Laying back along the steps, he looked around at his boring hum drum neighborhood and wondered why a sexy bitch like her chose to move HERE? He began to shiver, as it got colder....the blue jeans didnt provide much warmth, no matter how much his crotch was aflamed. He probably should of worn something other than a tank top too. Combing back his dark brown hair he adjusted his glasses and sighed.
He closed his eyes and replayed his favorite fantasy in his head, unknowing that the object of his desire was now in her front yard....
)Tommy sat on the porch of his parents house like usual around that time of day. The sky had begun to turn from a shade of blue to a lazy indigo and then finnally showing symptoms of evenings orange streaks and hues...the prelude to nightfall.
While he was only 19 years old, he had much on his mind...and often his mother told him a boy his age should not be so preoccupied with concearns.
What he couldnt confide in his mother was that this problem could not be easily dispelled. It raked at the center of his mind constantly...and drove his nights, mad with wet dreams.
He secretly desired his mother's friend and neighbor...a sexy middle aged widow who had moved in next door about two years ago.
Laying back along the steps, he looked around at his boring hum drum neighborhood and wondered why a sexy bitch like her chose to move HERE? He began to shiver, as it got colder....the blue jeans didnt provide much warmth, no matter how much his crotch was aflamed. He probably should of worn something other than a tank top too. Combing back his dark brown hair he adjusted his glasses and sighed.
He closed his eyes and replayed his favorite fantasy in his head, unknowing that the object of his desire was now in her front yard....
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