Your father is a man; they expect their sons to learn to drive. I'm going to see his daughter learns to drive rings around 99% of the other drivers in...the world. I'm really pissed that the mother-fucker said that my friends and I were persona non-grata." It was nothing, Clarice." Kennedy, not even you believe that. It was a slap in my grandfather's face. Hell, your old man kicked Pipes in the balls harder than you kicked Fatso! My aunt died in that house! This is one more non-violent way of. No expression on his face. My face went red and flush. I felt like the cops had just pulled me over for speeding, again. I could feel the pounding of my heart in my chest and throat. What was I doing?My dad had come out of the closet when we, his children, had grown up. My parents didn't talk much about it. But, after he did I began to see how my past had been influenced by his hidden desires. I was trying to imitate him as my role model and he was condemning me for acting out. To this day I. I told her I would home alone until Monday the 26th. She quickly agreed, and I drove over to pick her up. She had a small overnight bag with her when. I asked about the overnight bag. She said she had packed for all contingencies.“Are you okay with this?” I asked.“Oh, yes. I’ve dreamt of spending the night in your bed in your arms.”No pressure. I thought to myself.“So, what do you do today?” I asked.“Michael, It’s Time...”“Color me confused it’s time? Time for what?”“Time for you to make love. Your saliva covers my cock and every time I take it out it some drops come out of your mouth running down your cheeks. I move forward to uncover your tits, pushing your bra down on your belly. My fingertips start to circle around your areolas moving closer to your nipples. I pinch your nipples which sends a jolt through your whole body, letting you whimper on my cock. I grab your big boobs and use them as anchor to pull you into me while I push my hips forward driving my dick further into your.