#354472 - When mom came home that night, I could tell that she had been to the bar again… She wasn’t drunk, but I could tell she was buzzing… She went into the kitchen and fixed herself a drink as I was flipping through the channels on tv. ” Mom took a big swallow from her drink before snorting derisively… “HA! You? Trying out for the cheerleading squad? A whimpy, weak lil fuck like you? Shiiiiiit, you would have a better chance of getting a short skirt and pom-poms from the squad than to be one of those strong –but probably gay- guys that do all those hard lifts… How about that Vince, you want pom-poms?” “Mooooom… Noooo…” “Yeah, pom-poms and a dress… panties and a bra… pretty fitting for a pathetic lil wimp like you…” “I am not pathetic!, and I am strong too!” “Oh yeah?” As she knocked back the last of her drink, “If you are strong enough to be one of those guys, you should be strong enough to keep me from putting you into this bra then, shouldn’t you?” Mom was in pretty g