They would still be in that cage, were it not for him. There I go with Jeff again. But the girls are serious about me being their Meemi. I can't let t...em down, but I live so far away. And I barely make enough to get by. I won't be able to buy them gifts, at least not anything worthwhile. Diana wants me to live out here — up here, I guess you would say since we're on a mountain. I can't move up here, though. I can't live in the same house with someone who is committing incest with my. “But I wonder why, when we don’t go to church as a family and you only go occasionally?”“I made an agreement with your mother when we married that I would never force her go to church. You know I go for Pascha and sometimes other Holy Days. Your grandfather went every Sunday and every Holy Day. He was unhappy with my agreement with your mom. But, because he provided the money for you to go to school in America, the least you can do is honor his memory that way. I’m not asking you to go to. " Boy, did I get that one wrong!One of my old school mates, Keith, was home from London for Christmasand one night over a drink in the pub I confided my plans to him."That's lucky," he replied. "It just so happens that my flat mate isstarting a six week posting to Hong Kong immediately after Christmas.Her firm are paying for her to keep on her room in our flat, so I canoffer you rent free accommodation for the next six weeks!" This seemed aheaven-sent opportunity and I was sure I could easily. I used my tongue to lick up what I could reach. Boys like it when you do that. They were taking turns choking me until I spit up. They began throwing garbage at me and laughing. Some used markers to write ‘slut’, ‘whore’ and ‘All-State Fucking Champion’ on my tan body. The pussy pounding never stopped. As the games continued around my face and breasts, dick after dick pleasured itself to the splendor of my well used glory hole.By now I was no longer a person to this mob. I was their fuck toy.