Whenever she thought of me, it would be as the ‘asshole’ who took advantage of her.I broke down again, but Poornima, darling child, would have non... of it. Fiercely, she yanked my face up again, and although concern expressed itself in her eyes, her tone was one of indignation. “What is the matter, father?””I am sorry,” I managed to say.”For what?”Didn’t she know already, or had she really slept through whatever it had been that I had done to her? “I think I raped you last night.”Poornima. Sometime between that time and this winter, a bird built a nest in the exhaust pipe. When Mom and Dad lost power earlier in the week, they went to bed in a house that had power and heat... and they never woke up.We were stunned and when we all met at the family home in Illinois, there were lots of tears, hugs and sharing of memories. It was strange, but Mom and Dad's death opened deep painful wounds in both of us, and yet seemed to heal us at the same time. Over the last six months it has. If Paul hadn’t entered the equation and one of us approached you for sexual favors what would you have said?”Barb motioned the bartender to bring us each another beer before looking at Peter to say, “Paul was a twit and liar. If Kevin had been able to find him yesterday he would have stomped him like a cockroach and I would have been bailing him out of jail today. Now that I’ve said that, I’ll answer your question, the answer honestly would depend on what you wanted to happen and if you were. He fucked for a few minutes, then buried his cock in my ass and held it. He wasn't cumming; his cock was expanding. I turned to see him pulling off his jacket. He spread it on the ground, never taking his cock from my ass. He guided me to the jacket and onto my hands and knees. When we were both on the ground, he slowly rolled me over onto my back."That's better," he said, "I want to see your face as I fuck you."He placed my legs over his shoulders, and began pumping into me. The leaves beneath.