When finally the tears fell from her eyes and her blurred visage began to clear what she had been searching for seemed to rise from the matress that l...y on the floor the same as the smell of shit rose from the carpet. The room looked the same really under all the brown house sweat that stained the once white walls.Sailor Moon poster and pornagraphic anime images still graced the wall. The computer had changed but still lay open with no outer shell, it's screen bright in the windowless room.. And there are the basic things. We have food, we have a place to live, we have schools to attend without fear of not having the tuition.You want to know how I feel about Howard fucking my daughters? Ha! I help him to fuck my daughters. Let each of us give him lots of children! He deserves it and so long as he is fucking us, and giving us our white American babies, there is no problem! It is what we want. Everyone in this home is a winner.JasmineHoward is our husband. Look I know what you are. .. glory holes.” As my puzzled face displayed my lack of understanding she continued, “You know. Gay guys stick their dicks through them to get sucked off by other guys.” She was trying to get her point across to ring my bell when she added, “Brent and those jerks are always joking about em at school.”“No way,” I responded in disbelief. “I thought they were just kidding. Do you think the first door that was locked, a guy was ... you know?”“Probably. Either that or jacking off to the porn. "Nooo just looking for someone who can give me want to want and need." I said. With that said he asked if I "wanted to get out of here?" I gaved him my bag and coat.I followed him in my car to his place. We entered through the basement door and I followed him to the second floor. I took my coat off and made my self at home. Hech I was here so many times before it felt like home. It wasn't long before we were kissing on the couch. I wanted to move right to some foreplay and started to unzip his.