Fever. All day and all night

We take off for my parents home and get there okay day before thanksgiving. Things are going good talking to parents just telling them how things are going getting settled in for the weekend exc. Well anyways somehow Ching Chong brings up sleeping accommodations  Now you may or may not remember that last year Ching Chong and I slept in different rooms. She in my old room, and me on the couch in the living room. But things have changed from last year, in that Ching Chong has become more, shall we say accustomed to sharing the same bed as me. Now my mother is a fairly religious woman, and thus like most LDS woman doesn't want their sons having sex before marriage and usually look down on cohabitation before marriage. Now my mother hasn't voiced any criticism of us living together but she didn't want us sleeping in the same bed while under her roof because of reasons. Well Ching Chong wasn't up for that this year. Not because she wanted to engage in sexual congress, well she might have, but that wasn't the desire she was acting on. No she just wanted to sleep in the same bed as me. So she begged my mother to share the bed with me. Now by beg I mean actual begging, with the puppy eyes and everything.

Suffice to say my mother could not say no.

Other than that Thanksgiving was relatevely uneventful. We saw the film Lincoln. It was pretty great. The Union forever, Hurrah boys, hurrah! Down with the traitor, up with the star! America fuck yeah! Eh moving on from my love for the Union.

We came home and things were pretty calm. At least for awhile. You see Ching Chong decided to get revenge for that tickle session I performed on her. I was just laying on the couch when all of the sudden Ching Chong sits on my butt and grabs my feet. Then she starts tickling them with her tongue. I try to reach back to pull her away but I can't get a good grip on her. So I do the only thing I can think of. I yell out "No, not in my foot pussy". This only egged her on though as she attempted to bring me to climax by stimulation of my feet. It didn't work, but not for lack of trying. I was only able to get her to relent by telling her that if she let me go we would do something really fun. She accepted my term, not knowing what they actually entailed.

I'm not sure when she's going to extract revenge for that.

I think Ching Chong still has some lasting regret that she wasn't my first though. Why do you ask this? Because she's shown me some short stories she's been writing. And well, pic related.

They're all crime stories about women being raped, killed, tortured, maimed, exc. And the physical descriptions of them tend to match those of my ex's. Though she hasn't contacted them or tried to locate them or anything. So as long as she just keeps this on paper it's an acceptable outlet. No I'm not going to post them.