He also called the school and had them change his mailing address and requested they send all the paperwork he would need to register. He explained th... situation with his sister in general terms and requested that they not disclose his mailing address to anyone. While Bill was making his arrangements, I was working in the garage."Wow! Are those yours?"I looked up from under the hood. Bill had just walked into the garage."It's mine now; it originally belonged to my Dad. This is a 1968 El Camino. She then slid her hands into her dress and tweaked them to make them stick out more. As she left the bathroom she saw that Bill had moved over to the couch which had a view right down the hallway leading to the bathroom. She said she felt very sexy walking towards him and even added a little sway to her hips as she approached him. He never took his eyes off of her body the whole way. I can look back now and put myself in his place. Imagine being a 35 year old divorced guy with a super hot 19. I couldn’t breathe. He brought his face over mine. He spoke smoothly, softly, and firmly. ‘You want to live?’ I nodded. I saw my pretend fear in his mirrored sunglasses. I looked very convincing. He pulled his hand off, calmly slapped my face hard, and then again, and then again. My world exploded in light. I hurt. Then he clamped his hand back down over my nose and mouth. ‘If you want to live, you do everything I say.’ My ears ringing, my eyes watering, I whimpered and nodded. My cock bloomed. “I have to introduce you to Jake,” he said, motioning with his eyes.Jake was an uber-daddy. He was ugly, huge, and ominous looking. As we approached Peter mentioned that Jake was an ex-convict, with the dick-of-death.When we engaged Jake, Peter said, “Hi, Jake, this is a friend of mine. His name is…”Before Peter could say my name, Gary, Jake interrupted him.“Bitch, that’s his name,” Jake growled. Then looking at me he affirmed, “What’s your name?”“Bitch,” I replied. Jake then cocked his head as.