I didn’t believe her until she called me and said to ’come over quick’ to the side gate. She took me in the garage to listen. She was right. I�...�d never heard my daddy groan- talk like that. I noticed Trina rubbing her pussy slightly as she listened. I was breathing hard my self. I had seen my daddy naked before and I pictured him naked and on top of Trina’s mom. Now I wanted to rub my pussy too. I was to embarrassed until Trina reached over and whispered: (“..rub right here..”) She took my hand. I had left him, still moaning about his wife and his life, 30 minutes after the start of 1994. I checked on the guards, then sat in my room and wrote a letter to Miriam before turning in. I couldn't have been asleep for more than an hour when the corporal i/c the guard, Tomtom Piper of #2 section, woke me up with the news that a shot had been heard, and investigation had found Claypole with the barrel of 9mm Browning automatic pistol in his mouth, and the back of his skull missing.I sent Tomtom. I opened up two tins of egg and bacon, got a couple of oatmeal biscuits and handed one of each to the woman as well as my spoon. I had to use the fork. But she just stared at them. So I had to show her that it was for eating by eating some myself. I knew she had seen a spoon, because I had seen wooden ones at her home.Once she tried it, she soon scoffed the lot and ate the biscuit too. By this time the water had boiled and I made the tea, again only one mug so I poured half in the mug and left. Though he did suggest I convert to Times New Roman font. I thanked him for his suggestions and made the font change. I didn't even mind the implied criticism.I posted the story, it was a little out of place because the site specializes in erotica, but they allowed about anything legal to be posted.It was up for less than eight hours and I started getting emails. Most were complimentary but several with some sincere criticism. I went back and did a thorough spell and punctuation check, and fixed.