"Hush, son," she whispered. "I'll do the speaking from here on out." The anger in her face seemed to slowly fade as she began speaking in a much softer voice, repeating to herself, "what should I do with you Brandon, what should I do." She turned away, giving me a brief sense of relief, only to hear the click of the lock on the door. She turned towards me menacingly, "you know, Brandon, if you're going to play with yourself in my shower it might prove prudent to lock the door in the future." Again I silently admonished myself for my continued stupidity. Why hadn't I locked the door? Oh god, why? Then it dawned on me that she had just locked the door, bringing a look of bewilderment to my face. What did she have in mind for me? A wicked grin seemed to curl upon her lips. "The way I see it, I pretty much have you by the short curly ones don't I Brandon,” she seemed to smirk. |
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