A Bit Of Foreplay Fun

There may have been a crack, but it fell on deaf ears. Its how the conversation always started. As peers gossiped and made final plans, Jacob had sat alone in the corner as per usual. At five-foot nine, Jacob’s obese frame often meant comparisons to a whale. Jacob looked up at her to see that her arms and tentacles pointed upwards to the sky. Inside the box Jacob stored an assortment of writing materials and books. “Don’t be,” his father said. When he finally moved, pain laced through his body. That smile scared him. Grateful to be done with it, he looked over the site sorrowfully realizing that the one sanctuary he possessed had been taken away from him. Fascination went through him as he breathed heavily to recover. The roast beef sandwich sat in a plastic lock bag. Listen carefully. “Gonna cum,” his dad cried out. She didn’t say anything back and he couldn’t see her face. The key to the home had been hidden