” “Okay, who are you?”As noted by Siza when she appears to me suddenly in the neighbor’s house, the young woman neighbor who offered to dress ...y scrapes, cuts and scratches after I got stuck in Mrs. Sutlevich’s basement:Siza reminds me of the opposing medicine cabinet mirrors in my grandparents bathroom. The two mirrors mounted on opposite walls almost perfectly align. They reflected images seen viewing one mirror, showing me, my childhood head, diminishing into infinity as the light in the. Of course I was not a hooker, but it would be nice to have some extra cash, so I suggested to him, just fifty bucks for a blow...The black guy agreed and then we looked for a lonely and dark place in the street to go. We son found a perfect badly illuminated alleway.The black stranger dropped his pants and stroked his already hard dick. It was a thick nine inch dick.I had the nerve to ask for the money before I could do anything. He quickly retrieved out some cash and gave it to me…Leaning. I felt him speed up and then his dick twitched as yet another stream of spunk flooded my unprotected womb. As the first man climbed off me I wantonly beckoned one of the other men who had been watching to take me, one of the younger guys took me next, although he didn't last very long. Next came one of the others, he smelt strongly of body odor which instead of turning me off had quite the opposite effect and as he came inside me I begged him to give me a baby, after he climbed off me he turned. ” We laughed.Mom said, ‘Charles, you may need one also. Like I said, ‘Britt will be stunning.’”Britt said, “Dad, I’ve asked Mom to call me Britt and I would like you to do it, too.”Dad looked at her questioningly though he said, “Okay.”Britt said, “Chad is the only one who has ever called me that but I like it when he does it and I would be honored if you thought enough of me to call me Britt, too.” Dad nodded.The next morning, I carefully hung Dad’s tux in my car. After school, we went to.