“I bet you want to fuck those big tits of hers, too, don’t you?”“Fuck yes, I do! I want to feel those huge mounds wrapped around my cock whil... I thrust in and out between them.”Lisa held her tits together for me. “Go ahead, baby. Pretend these are Cheryl’s tits and fuck them hard. Cum all over her!”With that, I straddled her and pumped my cock in and out while she held her tits firmly around me.“Fuck Cheryl, I’m going to cum!” I proceeded to let loose a nice big load, showering those. Me: Then why did you not do this with your wife? My mother would still be here if you did.Father: I did. But sometimes, sex with your husband isn’t enough. Her seeking love from a man outside marriage was necessary, even inevitable.Me: How can you say that? Isn’t it the affair that led to her leaving you?Father: No. Your mother continued this affair for three long years – a year before you were born and two years later. It’s not the affair that made her leave. She left because I confronted her.. I had no moneyand I had no parents.I put such fanciful thoughts aside and went back into my room.I lay down on my bed, cuddled my dolly and in a few minutes I haddropped off to sleep.When I woke up it was getting dark outside. I must have slept forlonger than I thought.I yawned and stretched. I felt better for my sleep and my head didn'thurt anymore.I got up and went over to the window. I could see the water glisteningin the stream at the end of the garden, as the dying rays of the sunplayed on. My ears were pointed at the tips, my hair was a hue nature never made, and my teeth were long and pointy like an animal’s fangs. In the dark, my eyes seemed to gather the light and glow, like coals. I was ninety-one pounds, lighter than any of the twelve year olds at the orphanage! Sirens blared in the distance. Ambulances must be on the way. They would be too late. I knew it. Mistress Morgan had run back inside because a few of the younger kids were still inside the inferno that was once our.