"This is what you've been listening to?" she asks angrily. "It's not enough that you use it to blackmail me, but you get off to it, too!" she says, through clenched teeth. "You are one sick bastard," she says, standing up and walking over to the bed. "Thursday night," she says, pointing her finger at him. "One time deal, then we're done!" Sylvia says. "And take that off your IPOD!" she adds, leaving the room.
Randy had been so intent on getting his pants up before his parents came into his room, that he hadn't even seen Sylvia pick up the IPOD. How stupid could he be? Oh well, he still has a plan for Thursday night.
That slimy bastard, Sylvia thinks. He's listening to her and Daddy's last time together, rubbing his c**k like it's a f*****g porn tape. In a way it is, but it isn't one that
