“Don’t worry about it, it happened a long time ago but sometimes I do miss her.” I didn’t tell her that I was extremely close with my mom and ...ad a mental breakdown after she died. We were quiet until we arrived at my place. “This is it, you can drop me off at the gate,” I said pointing at the big black gate at the end of street. She parked near the gate and turned off the car, “Are you sure you gonna be okay?” she looked concerned. “Don’t worry I, I’ll be fine. Drive safely, I will see you. “Oh my god! Your dick is so good!”“You takin’ dis 10-inch dick, hoe!”“I love it!”“Yo’ faggit ass on point! Take it, bae!”“You like it, daddy?”“Hell yeah! I wanna make dat boipussy talk.”“Make it talk, nigga,” begged the five-eleven, slender bottom.The dude Ciar had only recently met after a night at a Mexican restaurant moved his hips from side to side. His massive tool loosened up the tight hole.“I knew you was a hot li’l fag when I seen you tonight,” the man groaned.“How did you know?”“You. She looked at me with a sly smile then kept going. I didn’t know what to do, I thought she was going to say something to my boss. I was freaking out. Next thing I know she’s walking out of her husbands office right towards me. Instead of saying anything to me she walks right on by, but throws a small piece of paper on my desk. I didn’t open it immediately but curiosity soon got the better of me. It simply said, “Basement storage, five minutes.” I immediately got a hard on thinking this was. He went to bed but really didn’t get any sleep. He tried to tell himself that he had to say what he said -- that he had to say that this Nigger owned his daughter. But he couldn’t reduce the humiliation. He wanted to get a gun and shoot the Nigger who was violating his daughters. However, on Earth 2, Hillary Clinton had won the presidency. Legislation had been passed the made it almost impossible for an honest citizen to buy a gun. It was worse than that. The same legislation had confiscated.