On a date, much lessthat" looking across the table at me with a look of nostalgiareflectingin his eyes. I sympathized with the guy, remembering my pre...icament as amale, the typical teenage lack of confidence along with the alreadyextenuating circumstances."Me neither, I never actually saw anyone like that. We were more of afamily more than anything. But, now I can't go back home, maybeforever." At that thought my eyes began to well up with tears, my familywould see me as no one, a passing. "Fuck you too bitch" I retorted as I grabbed her by the arm and dragged her over to the table. Pushing her face down, I slipped my hand under her skirt and ripped her panties off her."You will pay for this you bastard" she screamed at me when I pulled her backwards until her pussy lips touched the end of my now very hard cock. With her still held down, I rammed my cock between her only moist pussy lips and into her tight pussy canal, embedding about 4 inches into her."Ahhhh fuck ... stop now. I thought...”“One other son besides Jason died on that boat. I still have my oldest. In fact he’s here, he and his wife and three children. He’d always been the least cruel, and he apologized for that cruelty. His wife always treated me well, and I think she suspected things, enough to have been a source of arguments between them. He moved here to take over my company, actually capable of taking on both his parents’ work.”“I’d like to meet you,” I said.“Why?”“I heard you and Dotty bonded.”She. . I think." Really, Dad. We're asking you because we want to know. It's not like you're trying to get us to talk about sex so you can get off." So," Lizzie said, "speaking of that, do you, Mr. S.?" Do I what, Lizzie?" Do you get yourself off? I mean, you're married and everything. Do you still do it?" More weird territory. Um ... sure I do. I'm pretty sure that most men do even if they've been married many years." What do you think about when you do it?" Lizzie asked.Nate had to stop himself,.