. sort of .This is for you, "Daddy". I was just 18 when I ventured to the united states from Mexico. I was alone, hungry, dirty and scared. I like ma...y others wanted to grab the American Dream by the tail and not let go. Some would say that I did. Others? I'm not sure. The way things turned out, even I am surprised. Never did I envision meeting Him or living the way that I do. People just don't understand. I can explain it, but I'm not sure they are listening. "What society says and what. “I mean, it’s probably a stupid excuse to barge in here.”“Probably.” Terry looked at the lifeless TV.“Wh-what did she do?” Stace fell stupidly into his trap.Terry put down the crust left in his hand. “It’s what she didn’t do. She should have known better. I made a trade in good faith, and she came up short.”“We don’t have a lot of money.”He simply snorted.“What, you’re capable of good faith?” Stace tried to score a point.“Sometimes, maybe. That’s not what’s important. Your mother owes me. I. “I’m sure you could,” I responded as I moved over to the table to grab a cold sausage roll and another drink of cider. Another tune dropped – Enrique Iglesias, I like it – and we both continued moving our bodies in time with the music.I could taste the drunken energy in the room. It was a mixture of naughtiness, sexual energy and danger. Jo was sleeping just down the hallway and a knot of guilt was forming in my stomach but the tightness in balls was out of control. A million thoughts raced. ” “Sounds real good, this old mans tired and hungry.” “Pappa, you sure don’t look like you’re going to waste away, well an important part anyway,” Sarah says, as she came over to reach inside my jeans, working my semi-hard cock. “Is sex all you girls think about?” “Well, no,” Brenda giggles, "we do think about your licking us and us sucking you or us licking each other while you watch Pappa.” “You know, I haven’t really watched two girls together since the night I got to take your virginity,.