“And I’m taking the car too,” Amy said and Dad just smiled, saying ‘Okay.’ Amy left to buy new clothes to fill her closet and I was just sta...ding there in the hallway. I'd had enough and now it was time to do something. I went inside my dad’s bedroom. He was walking in his room while reading something in his dairy. “I also want a check to go out with my friends,” I said. “I told you last night, no more trips or picnic,” he said, not even looking at me. I grabbed the diary from Dad’s hand and. Years later I wondered how many times I ate her cunt with his spunk in it. But that's another story I'm still to come to. I didn't love her, but was very fond of her. She went along with my fetish for underwear, and we had a good laugh. We had sex most nights she worked and I was a happy man. Her fiancé finished there relationship. He suspected she was cheating on him and couldn't trust her. There had apparently been a small hickey on her back which she couldn't explain. I must have bitten her. “I am here in Melbourne. I left Sydney is search for work and a place to stay; where I was in Sydney was sold to developers and my position became redundant. You wouldn’t...” her voice faded out as he asked where she was staying. “I ... I am in a motel it was the cheapest I could find. Do you know the suburb ‘East Oakland’? She asked. As he pondered her question his mind was returning to the previous request for financial help. ‘I think she is a scammer, however let’s consider her request and. We all turned to him. Nodding towards her chest, where her top was so low-cut as to almost already reveal the tattoo’s absence, “Is he right?” Rachel smiled over her shoulder at him and, turning back towards Jeff, tugged down on her top, the fabric giving easily under the additional strain. Jim leaned over in his chair to the point I thought he might tip out of it. Derek glanced at me before also sliding his chair over for a better view. Reveling in the attention, Rachel slowly reached behind.