I'm not gunna say exactly what had happened, but my dads friends son who was staying with us, who was 13 at the time, had raped me after walking in an... seeing the computer screen.I have been raped 3 times by him. once at 11, 14, and 15. yes 15, as in he had raped me again a few months ago. but i have a very very good friend, and as stupd as this sounds, we have had sex once, and we are going to again in a few hours when he gets back from skiing. i like watching porn, but i hate fingering myself. I would almost bet that the county had somebody on the payroll who went around and added bumps to perfectly good roads just out of pure meanness.The next 4 weeks were a mixed bag for both Joe and me. He lived through them, and I managed to get all of the wedding arrangements made, so we were ready when the day finally arrived. I thoroughly enjoyed the affair and Joe survived, so I guess it was a success. Practically the whole town turned out, and the church was packed to overflowing. The. .. uh... just a minute..."He shut the door as Janet dropped her panties and sat on the toilet. He turned back to Susie, who was masturbating with one hand and stroking his cock with the other. The look on her face was one of joy and total excitement, her breathing was heavy. He wanted her to stop but it was too late. With a slow wicked grin, his daughter got down on her knees in front of him and put her lips around the head of his dick. She looked up into his eyes as her tongue swirled. I put notes on each project manager's desk that I wanted to meet with them individually the next day. I fell asleep at the desk and woke up when the first person arrived for work.The next couple of days were hectic. I got the impression that some of the project managers were testing me with the tons of questions that they kept asking me. I later found out that construction is always that way; there's a crisis every minute. I have to give everyone credit; everyone pitched in and did they're.