" Stop saying that... You know you want this."I almost jumped as I felt the hard moist tip press into the crease and raised up on my toes. She was rig...t. I wanted it."I saw dad fuck you with this once. Right here..." Oh god..." ... you two came home from a party and had too much to drink and he couldn't get it up..." ... Booze is a bitch. Even with Viagra..." You sucked his cock. Talked dirty to him... Kept begging him to fuck you." ... what... are you trying to... do to meee?"I was whimpering. I was so angry and upset. Infact after the dogs scene I was very horny and planned a hot session with him – but he was in his own world – buttering his boss.Nest Day, I got up late and after breakfast, feeling bored went to the top floor(terrace). There was a cool breeze and I watched the surrounding for some time. It started to drizzle again – i went and sat on the stair case, so that I dont get drenched and was watching the rain. Suddenly two boys who are students and staying in the 4th floor. At about the same time, she happens to look in my direction and smiles. As she waves me over, I lay a couple of bucks down on the bar, take my drink, and walk over to her."Hey, baby. What are you doing here," she asks. "I just came to hang out. See whats going down. Where is Bill at?" Bill, my mother's aging boyfriend was no where to be seen."He and I split up earlier during the week. I came out here to blow off some steam. Care to have a drink with me? I'm buying." I can tell that she had been. I knew his number, of course, though it was new onmy phone, as mine would be on his, so I phrased it as if I were a workcolleague needing a code, though I did sign it Fran. Immediately just thefour digits came back, so quickly that I wondered over what distance hecould read my mind, but then I remembered that he had said he, asFrances, had sat behind Peter on a bus and that he had asked for a textby Friday.I was beginning to feel lonely on the way home, a feeling that wouldbother me more and.