.. not without possibly reawakening horrible memories that would destroy her again. It wasn't just the rape he was worried about. If she remembered ki...ling her rapist, he knew it would torment her for the rest of her life. She was just that kind of person. At the same time, he couldn't live a lie with her. If he did that, and THEN she remembered her past ... it would destroy them both.By the time he picked her up for dinner, he'd thought about it most of the day. He had to get her to talk to. Once my balls were drained I got up, cum was every where. I turned and my dad was standing right there, still naked, his cock was half hard. I froze not sure if I was in trouble. He smiled and told me that I made a mess of this fine woman's pussy and that I should go get something to clean her up with. I ran to the front door and saw her purse there. I went to it and a package of wet wipes was right on top. I grabbed them and ran back to the room. Dad had mounted this woman again and was. A little grass.” she said, pausing before adding, “And a little…. Other fun” “You wanna have fun wit de sugarman?” I looked up at him as he lit a joint “You got some for me?” I said, smiling up at this tall dreadlocked black man. “How much money you got, girl?” he replied, smiling down at me. I frowned! “Not much! Maybe ten bucks!” “Well, dat’s not enough to get you high for long. At least on de high quality stuff, I can get!” Totally bummed that I wasn’t even going to get high, I looked up. Well, except for one, he is a personal servant. That means that he will follow you everywhere you go and assist you in everything you do. Now go wash up. He stared away blushing like he didnt wanna do it either. I walked up the stares in the kitchen, not looking back at if he was following me. I opened the door to the tower and into the bathroom. The ladies werent there. I was now even more embarassed because I had to have him assist me in bathing ALONE! I felt a strange hand on my shoulder. I.