Little Boy Lost
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- Nov 14, 2001
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OOC: Doug Hall. 20 years old. 5'10" 170. Brown hair. Brown eyes.
IC:
When I got home from work I found Mom was drunk again. She'd been drinking a lot since Dad ran off with one of his students, but it was really getting out of control. This was the third night in a row I had found her passed out on the couch.
I sighed. It was sad to see. My mother was still a beautiful woman. She had so much to offer. She really had to clean up her act, though. She had to get over Dad. She needed a man in her life.
I picked her up and carried her to her bedroom. I unzipped her dress and slipped it off. Then I lowered her to the bed. I couldn't help but stare at her lying there in only her bra and panties. She was so sexy.
Dad was such an idiot.... I thought. Then I started thinking things I shouldn't be thinking. Leaning down, I kissed her softly on the lips....
IC:
When I got home from work I found Mom was drunk again. She'd been drinking a lot since Dad ran off with one of his students, but it was really getting out of control. This was the third night in a row I had found her passed out on the couch.
I sighed. It was sad to see. My mother was still a beautiful woman. She had so much to offer. She really had to clean up her act, though. She had to get over Dad. She needed a man in her life.
I picked her up and carried her to her bedroom. I unzipped her dress and slipped it off. Then I lowered her to the bed. I couldn't help but stare at her lying there in only her bra and panties. She was so sexy.
Dad was such an idiot.... I thought. Then I started thinking things I shouldn't be thinking. Leaning down, I kissed her softly on the lips....