They laid on the bed for a while Olivia still on top of Cindy. The vibrator still buzzing and every so often one of the girls would shake in a mini or...asm. Olivia go home and rest up were gonna have some fun tomorrow in school. She got up and left and he told his mom to get dressed and make dinner. Ive been forgetting things lately thought johns mom just like when his father was alive. But they said it was just stress so I just need to relax . after dinner she took a long bath and john planned. I walked bravely up to him, and as I neared, I saw he was a handsome man, late thirties muscular build, and sexy in every way, he extended his hand to me, out I kept my hands in my coat pocket.'Why are you doing this', I asked him again. 'Because I can, and because I like to control my fucks', he replied calmly.I swallowed hard, this guy had all the answers, and I felt angry with him, but more with myself, 'Open your coat', he said, and I hesitated, 'Ok, fuck off and deal with the consequences'. Of course, I tried but she was adamant. She told me she wasn't on the pill and all that but I tried an end-run telling her I'd get condoms but that didn't work either.Then, one afternoon, after school, at my house up in my room, she had just given me a handjob when she asked, "Frank, would you give me a picture of this?" as she lifted up my dick."My dick? You want a picture of my dick?" Yeah, it would be cool. But I want it really, really hard. And close-up, too. Not fuzzy, really clear." Sure,. Just like a regular life! I wasn't raped again. No strange men came to my home and abused me. Sean and I still made love every night. Except that now, taking his cock into my mouth and throat for seconds had become a part of our routine. I didn't mind. I liked that I could please him. And it assuaged my guilt. I couldn't help feeling guilty for allowing myself to submit to that man, my rapist.On Friday we went out for dinner to celebrate Sean's promotion officially. It was payday and the bills.