“Mom, is it wrong for me to be friends with William?” John said through his sobs. Black porn “Dude, as far as I see it, you’re confused and still out of it so much that you’re not thinking straight. William took a while to understand Carl’s words. “Fine.” A moment later, William was online with PBear. For the sake of people who only wish they could be like you, don’t screw it all up just because you don’t know what to do.”
Again, Carl had just rendered John speechless. A few seconds later, William was face to face again with himself, his nervous face on the screen looking at an equally nervous John: PBear was showing him their recorded video. John murmured something about homework and excused himself to go to his bedroom, altogether not noticing his mother looking daggers at her husband. He still had this sneaking suspicion that Carl knows a lot more about his interactions with the other boy than he’s supposed to.
