I couldn't apologize if that's what he wanted, nor would I. He was a victim no different than any of us. As a victim, he was just like the innumerable...other boys that I witnessed enduring much worse treatment, not to mention his own orphan pals that he had been spared the living nightmare of. I tried to relay that in no uncertain terms but he seemed unable to grasp the reality. In disbelief, he told me to fuck off. I even questioned whether Damon took me seriously or not. I gave up in. She was already changed for bed, in a long t shirt, blue push up bra and matching lace panties with short white Cotton shorts. She turned her head and found herself looking up at his hulking figure standing in the doorway. His body shifted unsteadily to one side in his drunken state and she noticed his unclear speech. She put down the book she’d so comfortably been reading and looked up."Yes Phil?" she asked pleasantly. She’d never been able to call him dad like her mum had requested her to, it. When I was growing up, I always heard he was ladies man with many women lusting and chasing after him. So I always lusted every time I seen him with a women or in passing but not as boy but passionately women thinking Steven deserved better. As soon as I reach eighteen, I always dreamed of being Steven’s passionate lover and sex toy as long as he will have me. I finally got nerve at nineteen. I was only 5’6′ and 100lbs, not exactly a man’s man and more a feminine man. Since I always was. "Linda was a bit fuzzy already from how her pussy was feeling from the water spray, and she didn't want to stop just yet."Can it wait just a bit, honey? I'm kind of in the middle of something." Ok..." Kevin was frozen in place, except for his twitching cock.Linda smiled to herself. "Why don't you sit there on the toilet and wait until I'm done, ok?"Kevin did as he was told. He sat on the toilet facing his mother, who was a mere two or three feet away, and watched her clearly getting off with.