As a result, older cars were the norm for many of the residents.Merry called me on Skype just before noon on Saturday. She had obviously been talking ...o Jon because her tone of voice was a lot more civil than her previous e-mails."Hello, Daddy. How are you? I miss you?" she said sadly."I know. I miss you too, Sweetheart. I'm sorry things have turned out the way they have. Has your mother told you why I left?" Yes. When Jon told me about the e-mails you sent him, I confronted her and she finally. At this point my cock was so stiff it was hard not to notice it tenting up obscenely from my work overalls.Miranda now stood before me, her face flushed while breathing heavily, and while trying to find her balance her eyes immediately detected and glared directly down at my menacing erection, which only made me throb harder still.An awkward silence suddenly filled the room as I stared at her incredibly erect nipples, and she leered at my hard cock. We were both clearly aroused, and now waited. Dances were the only places I knew for meeting women.It was almost midnight, and I had to get up for work the next morning. Walking out the door, a hand grabbed me. Her again. She was afraid. She needed someone to take her home. I felt mingled pity and disgust.Pity won. We made our way down Eighty-fourth Street under the harsh orange glare of sodium arc streetlamps. Where did she live? Some town on the Island. Long Island. Where the rich folks lived. What the hell had I gotten myself into?She. Five minutes later, Josh, Sandy and Nicole entered my family home like a force of nature.The introductions were barely out of the way when Nicole said, "Coffee, I need coffee. Where's the kitchen? I can fend for myself." Check out the frig while you're there," Josh said. "See if they have any root beer." Cut the antics, you two," Sandy said. "Mrs. Caldwell will think we're uncivilized."Josh looked Mother in the eye and said, "Compared to you, Gloria, we are uncivilized." He took my mother's.