Please let me. Okay?" I finished tying my shoes and stood up." Oscar come on, please. I just need you to, you know, be part of the goings on. I need y...u to be my good little man, my cuckold. Like we talked about," she said. I looked her in the eye."No sex for me?" I said. "None?" Oscar, just no intercourse. It's a cuckold's lot. I know you know that," she said."Now, come on over here and do your duty. I am filled with his cum, and you need to get it out of me. Come on, now. I mean it," she. When asked what kind of girl he would prefer to keep him company, he had no qualms of specifying the look he required; young, red-haired, long legged, with creamy smooth white skin: Just like Carla.Two days later he flew out to California to begin his new job. The thought of his sister travelled with him.For weeks he beat himself blue. He opened each of her emails expectant of some hint from her, but all they contained were family news. Later in the year, when she started university he heard. My parents broke up when I was 12 and my father sent me to a hostel. I studied there for 4 years after which I again started living with my father. Our relationship developed into a mature one and I started looking forward to him not only as a father but also as a friend and a guide.Three months back my father married a girl Betty. I say girl because she was just 24 and looked even younger than that. She was very short and had a petite frame. At 5'3" she still looked like another high school. I just completely let go, generating the vibes that would make everyone around me feel what I wanted to feel myself, and reveling in the results.I had... No, everyone had a blast. They were supposed to close the place at midnight, but no one made any announcement about it until well past one, probably due to I having taken a long breather at a table with some girls I had met on the dance floor.We went back the next night and completely wore ourselves out, but left well before midnight after.