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** 7 **
Donny listened to the nurse explain how
to walk using the crutches and when he would be allowed to do so. He
tried hard to tiny russian pussy pay attention, but he was exhausted. He was looking
forward to going home to bed, and getting some sleep. It had been a
very difficult day, both physically and emotionally. Despite his
weariness his gut was still clenched tight. Nothing had changed in
his life since he porn russian tube
took off on his bike, nothing had been resolved,
except now he didn't have one of the things that was most important
to him, his bike. Sure, he was safe. But now russian porn post thumbs things were worse than a
few hours ago, not better.
Getting into the passenger russian tiny nudes side of his
mom's minivan proved to be a bit more complicated than he had thought
thanks to his splinted leg. Eventually his mom had to move the seat
back as far as it would go to make room for his straightened leg. It
was only after he levered himself inside that it occured to either of
them that he could've ridden in the back with his leg propped up on
the seat. The only words spoken between them while maneuvering into
the van were about this topic, nothing else. The atmosphere was
tense. Donny wanted to talk about moving, but he didn't know how, or
if, he could open up a conversation with his mom. He wasn't sure
there was any point. Usually, once she had made up her mind about
something important, arguing or discussion was useless. So, he did
what he had perfected into an art form over the past few months. russian dog fuckers He
stared out of the windshield and pouted mightily.
Donny could see his mom's changing
expressions out of the corner of his eye. He knew she was trying to
figure out what to say, how to talk to him without it blowing up into
an argument. He didn't care. He pointedly avoided looking at her.
Eventually she did begin talking, but the topic surprised him. It
wasn't about moving. It was about something even more anxiety
producing.
"Honey, I'm concerned about you and
Mr. Dorian," Laura said. Donny couldn't russian sexgirls russian giving blowjobs help notice she had said
Mr. Dorian, not Fred.
She continued, noting his increased
tension and his glare, "Just a minute Donny, let me finish. I am
more russian dog fuckers grateful than words can express that he found you, and that
you're OK. But I'm your mom, and I know you, and I'm not stupid. I
saw how you held his hand, how you were looking at him. I tiny russian pussy
know you
care a lot for him. But..."
"I love him," muttered Donny,
looking at the floor.
"Oh nude russian women free honey," Laura said, her voice
strained and tired. "You're very young." Once again she stopped
talking, seeing Donny's look. She took her right hand off the
steering wheel and put it on Donny's knee, stopping him from talking.
"Don't get defensive Donny, I'm not discounting what you're
feeling. It's important, and I know that. I just mean things can
change so quickly at your age. It would be so easy for you to get
hurt, to feel guilty and confused about things. To have regrets
later.
"I know Fred cares about you. He told
me as much when I talked to him. I could tell he was sincere. But the
potential for problems, for you to get hurt, is more than you
probably understand. If anything...well, if
anything...um...inappropriate were to happen..."
Donny stopped breathing. His eyes
widened in the dark van. There was no way his mom could know
anything. She just couldn't. She must be guessing. He began crying
silently. He didn't know how it was possible for him to cry again. He
thought that he would be out of tears by now.
Laura looked over at her crying son,
then pulled over and stopped the van. Unbuckling her seat belt she
shifted over towards him. "Oh, honey," she said quietly and drew
him into a hug.
Donny hugged back for a few seconds
before finally talking. "Mom, no. Don't think like that. It's not
that. That's not why I'm crying. He's not doing anything wrong, I
promise. I just love him." Donny saw the look in his mom's eyes at
the way he worded his answer but he didn't give her time to respond.
Something shifted in his mind and he began opening up, his emotions
spilling out, all of the thoughts and feelings of the past few weeks,
months, maybe years, spilling out of him.
"Mom you don't understand. I've tried
so hard to be a good kid. I know it's been hard lately, with money
and all, but...I've felt awful for so long. I've been so alone. For
the first time in russian flex girls nude ages I let that change, I have friends again. I
couldn't be alone any more. I tried, but I just couldn't. Now you
want us to move again and I..." He stopped, crying loudly again.
"Oh sweetie." Donny felt his mom
draw him into another hug for a moment. "Why would you want to try
to be alone? I've been so worried about that. You never seem to want
to have any friends."
"Because there's no point! And it
hurts too much!!"
"What do you mean?"
Donny couldn't believe it. How pregnant russian could
she not understand? "Mom! We move all the time. All the time!!
Every time I get to know someone, away we go. It hurts so much. I
can't do that anymore. I just can't!!" He wasn't breathing
regularly. Repeated sobs were making him sound like he had hiccups.
Laura gazed at her son for a russian porn post thumbs
long
moment. Just watching him. Donny saw his mom's expression slowly
change. He had trouble figuring it out for a minute, he wasn't used
to seeing that particular look on his mom's face. Finally he realized
what it was. Guilt. Guilt and shame. She reached to his hair and
smoothed it back gently, while looking at his face. It was very quiet
in the van. Two or three cars passed by while they looked at each
other, the swoosh of them passing causing the van to rock ever so
slightly.
"Donny.... Donny, I'm so sorry. free russian nudist girls I
didn't realize how much you were hurting. I should have worked harder
to figure out why you've looked so down. I've been so focused on
trying to find us a nice place to live, on earning enough money to be
able to give us a nice life. Maybe I haven't thought this through.
I've been so busy trying to look after you I've forgotten to look
after you. I don't know. Maybe we need to look at things a bit
differently."
Donny felt a sliver of of hope build in
his chest. "You mean we might not move?"
Laura's eyes looked at Donny steadily
before she answered. Her serious and intent look letting him know he
shouldn't jump the gun. "Don, it's just not that simple. We still
need to buy groceries. Pay the rent. I don't know. I honestly don't
know right now. But I think I need to see what I can do. You're
almost a teenager. You need free naked russian pic more beautiful nude russian brides than just your mom in your life.
Maybe you need to be settled down somewhere. I'm going to sleep on it
tonight and do some thinking on this tomorrow."
It wasn't a guarantee, but Donny felt
it was the best he could ask live russian girls for right now.
* * *
One thing about his mom, Donny thought,
when she made up her mind about something there was no equivocating.
Things happened fast after a decision had been made. Sometimes top russian porn he
hated that. Sometimes it left him no time at all to try and changer
her mind and build up any reasonable argument to what she had
decided. Then there were the other times, like on Thursday, the next
day after Donny's bike accident.
Thursday afternoon, Donny was sitting
in the living room playing video games. He watched his mom hang up
the phone. "I must be insane," she said, shaking her head.
"You really did it?" asked Donny
and he dropped the controller beside him, the game forgotten. He
could hear his mom's uncertainty, but he just couldn't help the
excitement in his voice.
"Yes. I told them a family situation
had come up and I couldn't take the contract."
Donny didn't know what to say. Guilt
and gratitude was an odd combination. He just looked steadily at his
mom.
Laura walked into the living room and
sat down across from Donny. "Donny, this is new territory for both
of us. I'm going to try...try mind you...to find something here to
support us. We'll see. russian mail order brides Maybe we won't have to move, but the next
couple of weeks are going to be key. Beyond that, russian pissing tgp I'll need to do
what I need to do to make sure I'm taking care of us. I know you're
glad we're staying, at least for now, but I still don't have work,
and money is tighter than ever. The hamburger place agreed to take me
back, as a manager this time, but it's still part time and lousy pay.
I'll need something different. Donny, I can't make you any promises
here. My first priority is to keep you fed and make sure there's russian tantric sex positions a
roof over your head. I'll do that in whatever way I need to if it
comes to old imperial russian measurement that."
"I know mom. Thanks."
"Donny." She hesitated. "Donny,
when the phone rang earlier. When you were still upstairs. Well, that
was Mr. Dorian."
Donny sat up straighter, the sudden
movement causing russian cum kid his splinted leg to fall off of the footstool and
onto the floor. Ouch. "What? Why didn't you tell me? Can you hand
me the phone please, I need to call him back."
Laura looked at her son. "I'm not
sure if that's a good idea Donny. I'm just feeling very uncomfortable
about this, um, relationship, or whatever it is."
"Mom!! You can't stop me from talking
to him. You can't!"
Laura's expression was harder now. tiny russian pussy "I
can and I will if I feel it's in your best interests. Now, no more
arguing. I need to think on this for a while before I make any
decisions." She didn't give him time to argue, just turned and
walked into the kitchen after speaking.
Donny didn't even bother with his
crutches. He made it up to his room on one leg incredibly quickly
before slamming his door so hard he heard a distinct cracking noise.
He crawled under his covers, even covering his head, and ignored his
mom's attempts to talk to him. He had to ignore her for ten minutes
before she finally gave up and went downstairs.
Lying there in his bed, an russian pics sex hour later,
feeling sorry for himself, Donny was slowly coming to a realization.
The way he was handling this, and the way he had been handling some
of the other problems in his life lately. It really wasn't working
very well for him.
He had become so used to hiding and
avoiding. Running, and isolating himself, not to mention pouting,
when problems came up that it was almost second nature to him. But
where had that got him? Incredibly lonely. Isolated. Friendless. Now
he had managed to get his bike wrecked, his leg broken, his mom angry
and worried, his relationship with Fred in jeopardy, and his friends
all worried about him.
His friends....Oh god, Rick! He hadn't
called Rick yet! Suddenly he felt like a selfish idiot. He needed to
call and talk to Rick, to explain and apologize. For illegal russian porno kids
maybe the first
time in russian mpeg porn
his life, Donny looked at what he had been doing, how he was
handling things, and he felt, well, childish. He was deeply ashamed
of himself. He felt stupid and small.
Maybe, just maybe, sexe russian boys it was time to try
some different strategies. Maybe it was time to try and approach some
of these things head on. Just maybe it was time to, well, to admit
that he had something to do with his own problems, and he might have
something to do with fixing them.
He couldn't do anything about his bike
and racing right now, he knew that, so he put it in the back of his
mind. That didn't really matter until russian girls nude nature his leg healed anyway. He did
know he could do something about his friendship with Rick. And he
wasn't sure, but maybe he could do something about his mom's worries
about Fred too. For some reason, now that he was really thinking
about it instead of just getting defensive and reacting, he could for
the first time begin to see things xxx russian lola from her point of view, to
understand why she was concerned.
He threw his covers back and got out of
bed, levering himself up on his splint. He looked down at himself. He
was a mess. Sweaty, clothes wrinkled, hair tangled, tear tracks all
over his face. Again, for reasons he couldn't quite understand, he
felt bad about this. He needed to do something about that first, just
to feel better about himself.
With some renewed determination in his
bearing he hopped on his good leg into the bathroom to clean up and
change.
Somewhat later, him feeling a lot
cleaner and the bathroom a lot messier, Donny hung up the phone with
a smile on his face, thinking about his conversation with Rick. He
had talked to Rick, and apologized. Rick didn't even seem to be
expecting an apology which surprised Donny, but he gave it anyway.
Several times. He still felt bad about putting his friend in that
situation. Ricky had explained to Donny about what had happened after
Donny took off, how his mom had reacted and how Fred and Ray and
Patrick became involved. This made Donny feel even more ashamed and
apologetic. Rick had gone over to Ray's, well actually to Patrick's
because Ray was over russian beautiful girls wallpaper
at his house, after the phone calls. He had
waited there until Patrick and Ray decided to go out and search for
Donny themselves. By this time it was almost suppertime, and Rick russian boys gymnastics had
to go home so his own parents didn't worry about him. He had spent a
sleepless night wondering and worrying about Donny.
"Oh god Rick, I'm so sorry. I'm such
an idiot. It russian ladies chat rooms was like the middle of the night when we got home and
then this morning, well, no excuses. I'm sorry. I feel stupid for not
calling you first thing."
"It's ok Donny, I know it was all a
mess. I was at school all day anyway, so I wouldn't have been home to
answer your call. I'm just glad you're all right. I've never seen
anyone so upset. When you took off like that I couldn't believe it.
You know, some of nylon naked russian women the kids at school were wondering where you were
too. I just told them you were sick."
Donny heard this, but couldn't quite
believe it. Some of the kids at school were wondering about him? He
didn't think anybody even knew he existed, aside from Ray and Ricky.
"I couldn't believe I could get so
mad either. I wasn't even thinking. It was so stupid. I feel awful
for causing so many problems and making people worry. I have to make
it up to everyone somehow."
"Well, come and meet me at the
convenience store and we'll hang out if you're allowed. That'll make
it up to me," said Rick.
Donny laughed. "I'm not walking on my
crutches all the way there. Why don't you come over here and hang out
for a bit?"
"Oh ya, sorry I forgot." Donny
could practically hear him blushing over girl exhibitionist russian the phone. "Ok, I'm on my
way. We'll see you in a bit. I just gotta do russian giving blowjobs a chore for my mom
first."
After the conversation Donny figured it
would russian cameltoe take Ricky half an hour to get to his place. Maybe that would
be enough time to talk to his mom, at least a bit, about Fred. This,
he porn russian tube wasn't looking forward to. The last two times it had ended up in a
fight. He could feel his heart rate increase just thinking about it,
but he knew he had to try. He really was tired of running and hiding
all the time.

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