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The story was definitely about my mom.

Lex had been kicked out of school when I went to college, so he moved into my

mom's place when she got empty nest syndrome.

Two of them got very close quickly, which was something I had always been

suspicious of.

I just never thought either of them would betray me.

I mean, I like it very much.

According to the story on Lex's website, Bobby never caught Toby fucking his mom,

but his suspicions grew to the point that it was all he could think about.

He became obsessed with getting even.

Apparently, Bobby had always wanted to fuck Toby's mother, Mrs. Michaels, but

he refrained out of respect for his friendship. This wasn't just his chance

to get even, it was his chance to fulfill his fantasy.

Nice of you to come and pick up the rest of Toby's stuff before I toss it out.

He said you kicked him out so fast he didn't have time to grab the rest.

I gave him six months.

Toby is just being Toby.

Yeah, tell me about it.

Stubborn, self-centered.

I wish you could have been more like you and gone off to college and worked in

corporate instead of trying to be some blogger.

And yet, somehow I think you'll still end up more successful.

No way.

Toby's the kind of guy that can just sit on his ass and things are handed to him.

When has that ever happened?

Every time we grab drinks.

I'll be trying to get one girl's number and he just smiles and suddenly he's in

her car on the way to her house.

Well, sometimes with women the best thing is not to try so hard.

Does not trying hard work on you?

Good point.

What does work on you?

Are you flirting with me, Bobby?

Maybe.

Well,

that wasn't the reaction I wanted.

It's because you're still trying too hard.

Well, anyways, thanks for letting me swing over and grab his stuff.

Hold on.

I said, stop trying so hard. I didn't say, stop trying.

This is what you wanted, right?

Yeah.

You like what you see?

do with a woman like me?

Yes. Do you?

That's a good start.

Oh my god, right there on that clit. It feels so fucking good.

Oh my god.

Something nice and light for me.

Fuck yes.

Oh my god.

Yeah, right there.

I'm not watching that fucking coffee, God damn it.

Oh my God, yes, yes, yes.

Oh, fuck.

Yeah.

Oh my God, yes, yes, yes.

Yeah.

Oh my God.

Yeah. Oh, fuck.

Yeah, I love feeling every fucking injury.

I'll nap if I can.

Yes. Oh my god.

Yes. Oh.

Oh my God.

Who are you?

Ugh!

Yeah, you want to pull out your big little...