”“Are you still a Reds fan?”“Yes, but I prefer ice hockey to baseball now. We do try to go to a baseball game or two each year, but if they ca...cel the World Series, I will probably never watch baseball again.”“You would be angry?” Hiroshi asked.“That a bunch of billionaires and a bunch of multi-millionaires can’t figure out how to properly divide $5 billion amongst themselves? If they can’t, they should just give it to us! I’m sure the six of us could find an equitable way to divide it so we. It was exhilarating fucking Mike in my car in my public. Mike and I met up 2 more times after that, fucking in my car over and over again. And once, we had the widows down a little and two guys walked by just watching me ride him and I did not care. I finally knew what a good fuck was. On that last time we met up and fucked all night, it was 420 and he knocked me up.Tyler was the 7th guy I fucked. I met Tyler at a music festival in the summer. He was hot. 5'11. Ripped. White guy, short blonde. And, I can now tell you, turning us on with your hot looks." I...You guys had to be misreading. I would have never looked at you kids." You're still doing it...Really! Not to us, but to our kids. I've seen you looking at their legs. Just last week as a matter of fact."As her words sunk in I thought back. Soon, without any further prodding, I began to realize that she was right. I did look up the skirts of the young girls in my family."We knew that your looking at us was harmless. And after a. Stacie was standing near the curb. Behind her, a man and a woman were literally throwing clothing onto the sidewalk. Some of it landed in the street. As I stopped the car and got out, I heard the woman yelling. "Your pimp is here, you whore. Good. Get in his pimp car and get the fuck out of here. I never want to see your ass again, you whoring cunt!" She went into the apartment and slammed the door.Stacie saw me. She ran to me. I hugged her. Then I lifted her face to mine. I said, "Sweetheart,.