"I'm sorry Otterley!" I found myself saying, without any further explanation/"Why daddy, you haven't decided to leave us, mummy has?" My daughter repl...ed obviously understanding what my apology was all about. "Most of the kids at school; it's their daddy's who have gone. I'd rather stay with a daddy who loved me, than a mummy who..."Otterley didn't complete her sentence and I wonder to this day what she had been intending to say. I've always wondered but I suppose I'll never know what I'd. I wasn't sure what to expect, but I knew it would be an interesting ride.I hit the road, and got off on Orange Blossom Trail and began scoping out the area. I found lots of strip clubs, lots of porn shops, and lots of car dealers. At first I didn't see much in the way of girls, but I stayed driving back in forth for awhile, hoping to see something. I began to see a few girls here and there, but nothing that looked too appetizing. The thought of picking a girl up was starting to drive my cock. While sitting at her apartment I remove my t-shirt and sat nude on the couch and watch TV. After some minutes Shilpa’s mother also came near to me and sits. I was sitting middle of them with my two legs up and I decided to piss on that couch without knowing them both. I started to piss with my fingers into pussy so that it will not flow to floor. After I finish pissing her mother smiled at me and asked me ‘have u finished’, I was very shy and they both laughed at me . The time was nearing 5 pm. We can start our education." Andrew said.Bosco sat at the picnic table with a plastic cup of beer. He had the lapel microphone on his shirt and the digital portable recorder sitting on the table top. "So Bosco you ready?" I asked."Let her rip," he answered.I spent the whole hour asking about fixture, from what they needed to be made and what sizes I needed to make what volumes. I found out a lot like I need approx five gallons of mash for every gallon of liquor I hoped to run.Bosco could drink.