I'd masturbate with the thought of a cock in my mouth and had even touched and penetrated my own asshole with my fingers, imagining it was a cock. A n...ighbor down the street from my parents house was always working on a car or two. Fixing them or hopping them up. I was also into cars and hoped to get one soon. I started hanging out at his place, learning about the cars and it turns out, him. He was a lot older than me, about 35 I think. Although I liked girls, there was something sexy about him. " You're my girl, Janie, I love you." By now his cock was almost soft and it slipped out the top of my undies on its own. "Would you ... would you ... pleasure yourself for Daddy, Janie?" Pleasure myself, Daddy? Why whatever do you mean?" I asked coyly."Bring yourself to orgasm while Daddy watches, my dear." Oh I see," I said, laughing. "Daddy wants to see his little Janie make herself cum? OK."With that I headed to the living room, bringing an oversized dish towel with me. I spread the dish. She’d rather have a stranger from the East Village hitting on her than any man from New Jersey. But she didn’t want to see them anymore. Not for a while.As she readied herself for the party, she also thought about moving back to West Hartford, not with her family, as she couldn’t stay there anyway, but near her old college. She was happiest there too, and trying to relocate to happiness had a futile ring to it, but she no longer cared for misery either. A woman can’t simply be happy. A woman. If that's the truth than everything is meaningless! I'll stay weak, big sis ... I'll never be able to reach you!" There was one other thing which Zax was afraid to say aloud, otherwise the word "miserable" undoubtedly will not suffice to express his standing among all of humanity, maybe among all of New Earth... "If I won't become a Mist User ... there won't be anyone more useless than me in all of Kingdom Earth!" He said to himself, but salient or to the whole world, the words had the same.