As we went inside I fell face down on the bed edge, and pulled him on top of my wet body, and I could feel his hard cock press down between my soft pi...lows, instinctively causing my to open my legs, and reach down between them and pull his cock in hard against my wet pussy, once there, like his father did, he slipped inside me, and I humped, face down, crying for him to squeeze my tits and fuck me hard, the fact he was family and young, now meant nothing, I needed the release every sinew and. I pleaded with my parents to take me away but they said that with my father forever on the move with the army my education would suffer from lack of stability. The trouble was that I wasn't in a position to argue that misery was doing just that because I had subconsciously taken refuge in becoming a swot. That didn't help my popularity much as you will doubtless imagine.Public school started just as badly, if not worse. There was a boy in my house who had left our prep school the term before I. But telling her would only dig me in deeper. Telling her I didn’t would hurt her. Here I was, AGAIN, on the horns of a dilemma of my own making. The question was, could I dance around the answer in a way that wouldn’t hurt her or get me in trouble?“That’s not the issue. Not by a long shot!”“You’re always direct; blunt even,” Jeri said. “That wasn’t an answer.”“You’re a beautiful young woman,” I said. “Now, may I take a shower?”“One more question,” she said.“What?” I said, sure that my. What's you name, girlfriend?" she said to me.My eyes turned to Odell. "Steven", I answered in a low voice. I felt Odell's grip on my arm tighten. "Stevie", he corrected. "This here be Stevie. Right, Stevie?"I hung my head. "Yes, Daddy", I said. The whore shrieked with coarse laughter."Daddy! Ha, ha, ha! Odell you Daddy, sweetie?" she asked. Then to Odell: "Where you keepin' her?" she asked."402", he said. "You know anyone lookin' fo' Stevie's type, you let me know, coo'?" "Oh, fo' sho', she.