1. "Wanna Bet?"


    Date: 5/24/2015, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 93, Source: xHamster

    We never would have had that argument if Mom hadn't asked me to give her a ride home. So, really, everything that happened is also her fault. And my Dad was the one who started us on that method of resolving arguments. So it was his fault, too. Of course Faith had her share of the blame. So, although I don't want to downplay my own role in things, they were all partly responsible. Them, and Samuel L. Jackson. School was out for summer, at least for me. Exams were still on, but our school board had a policy that if you did well the rest of the year, you could skip the final exams. Both me and my s****r, and about a quarter of my friends, did just that. I was looking forward to two months of newfound freedom. For the first summer ever, I had a driver's license, and a car to go with it. It was only a shitty used car, but it was mine. The freedom wasn't total... I was only sixteen and lived with my parents, and whenever I wanted to go anywhere I either had to beg for gas money or work for it. I had a part time job, but I didn't want to spend the whole summer slaving away and having no fun at all, so I didn't make the job full-time over the summer like most of my friends did. The big problem was, with my friends working, either on last minute studying for exams or to save money for college, there wasn't much they could do with me. Freedom gets old when you don't have anybody fun to be free with. My summer of freedom was in danger of becoming a summer of boredom. I was wrong. My ...
    summer really began on one fine, sunny day when I decided I was going to head out to the mall. I had some idea of checking out some hotties in the food court, as I'd done so many times before, and maybe talk to my friend Fred who worked at the Burger King, to see how much work time we could waste without him getting fired. I'd spent the previous few days mostly lounging around the house watching movies, so I was excited about doing something different, something that got me out. My cell phone rang as I opened the car door. It was my Mom. &#034What's up?&#034 She sounded stressed... nothing new, there. &#034Listen, Mark, I need you to do me a favor.&#034 &#034What'll you pay me?&#034 She wasn't amused. &#034Tell you what, we'll take it out of your back rent out of the last sixteen years. I thought I was going to get out of here by now, but they've just called an emergency budget meeting, and I'm going to be late.&#034 &#034Yeah, yeah,&#034 I said, not really caring. &#034What do you want?&#034 &#034I need you to pick up your s****r from her dance lesson. She doesn't have bus fare and your father can't get out of work.&#034 My plans weren't great plans, but they were mine, and now they were out the window. I had to consciously keep from swearing. That would do no good and only get me grounded. &#034Aw, Mom, I was just about to head to the mall.&#034 &#034You can go after you bring her home.&#034 I sighed, overly dramatically, told her she'd better reimburse me for my gas later, ...
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