More breaths.Three more strides from his aching legs was all he needed.He planted his left foot and leapt for the bridge thinking he might justmake it... As his foot left the ground, he felt a warmth and electricityin his lower back, a strong hand pushing him hard forward. His newmomentum carried him well farther, to the far end of the short bridge,and as he tried to land down on his right foot, he could not stayupright. He crashed into a rolling heap on the far side of the bridge.He came to. He wasn't on top of her any more. Three boys, students thatshe didn't know, were holding, while he twisted and turned and cursed,trying to break free. A fourth boy took off his t-shirt and draped itover her for modesty.A few more people appeared. One of them was a campus rent-a-cop. Hehandcuffed the would-be rapist, led him to a nearby car marked "Security"under the Taite College logo, and locked him in the back. A few femalestudents, some of them surprisingly cute in Brenda's mind, formed. The so called call center job was a symbol only. I was not forced to sit on my seat even, the uncle took me away daily or I was sitting on rest room.Escort house manager called uncle when customers of my requirement contact him, he finalized the deal and we both went to escort house on time. I made enough customers of my choice in 3 months to revolve the chain and there was no need to face new ugly customers now. Now I often went to escort house alone too, the manager is a very good. Any son who catches a glimpse of their father having sex is inevitably going to be pretty massively effected by it, but for me this event had even greater significance, it was the day that pretty much changed my life for good. I couldn't stop thinking about Carla, she was on my mind constantly. Even at work in shelf stacking summer job, I was distracted all the time by my thoughts of what it would be like to stick my cock deep inside that hot Brazilian body where my dad had been before. I knew.