But it makes me sad that she lies about the four, inch long scars on her back. She should be proud that she survived having our cracked out parents tr... to stake a sheet to her back. I’ve been sewing since I was four years old. Our temporary foster mom taught me how. She said she was teaching me to sew the good times together and cut out the bad. Sewing was very comforting to me while I was growing up. Living with my aunt and uncle I learned to love photography and drawing. Those became my. He wasn’t as blessed as his older brother had been but he still had more than enough to get the job done. He was learning pretty quickly how to use it too.Before I could say “Sure thing. Come on over.” He had his clothes off and was climbing on the bed. He laid down beside me and immediately started sucking on a tit. He stuck his hand between my legs and popped the tit out of his mouth long enough to say “Damn that feels messy.” Then right back on the tit he went. Craig laughed and started in. Gloria had to drive us home since I had trouble seeing out of my left eye. My sister and Jeff saw the whole thing. Cheri went to tell Dad about it while I went up to my room.Dad came up to talk to me. "Joseph, your sister told me what happened. Do you want me to call the police and file charges?" Dad, the bastard said he's going to take my girl. Filing charges will just delay the inevitable. No, Dad, I need to stop him but I don't know what to do. If I had a gun, I'd shoot his sorry ass. Sorry. I walked inside his apartment and there stood a tall stocky black male and thankfully he looked as good as his pics. He had a very strong build and looked like he could pick me up with one arm. Needless to say I was completely turned on. He had on only a towel as he said he just got out the shower. We said out greetings and then he escorted me back to his bedroom. I sat on his bed facing him while he leaned against his dresser. I could feel my eyes drifting towards his towel. I couldn't but.