" Studying what?" Geometry."I sighed. Very well, two could play this charade. "Your geometry teacher called me today." She glanced at me quickly, then...looked away. "He said you failed the test on Wednesday." I sought her eyes, but she refused to look at me. "Why didn't you tell me?" It was no big deal; I didn't think you had to know." Yeah, after all, I'm only your father. What happened? Didn't all your studying with Laura help you?"She looked up at me, calculating her answer. If I knew about. The light was strong between the leaves. I remembered the spring light being so much weaker, but I did not know if it had been, or if that was an effect of my vision fading as my eye swelled shut. My tears flowed down my cheeks as the memory of lying there washed over me. The taste of my blood returned to my mouth, and I recalled how my breath grew labored and that it had reminded me of the sound my father made in the last days, as cancer stole his life’s breath and I thought, ‘Daddy, I need. ” That is wonderful. Thanks for helping.” As I turned to go, she threw the bra at me “That’s one of my favorites. Can you fix it?” I looked at it for a second and said ” OK” smiling at her. She laughed, undid the nightie, opening it, and retying it. She had opened the nightie wide, enough for me to see both breasts and her black panties. The breasts were tipped with wide dark pink circles around the nipples. They were beautiful, even for the fraction of a second I saw them. The nipples. “Please fuck me,” I say. He reaches up with his other hand and wraps it around my throat firmly, “I told you to be quiet.” He lets go and smacks my ass again, hard enough to make me cry out softly. He grabs me by the throat again, “Shhh,” again releasing to spank me again. I manage to keep from crying out this time. “See, it’s not that hard,” he says. Yeah, right, I think to myself. He stops rubbing my clit and begins to gently rub his finger against my cunt. He slowly inserts it into me, I.