At first, mom was pretty devastated. I just pretty much took it in stride. He had never been much of a father, always seeming to be too wrapped up in ...is work or hobbies to spend any time with me. I figured he hadn’t really wanted kids and I was just a mistake as far as he was concerned. I’m Jeff, by the way. Jeff Bradley and my mom’s name is Sarah. I became the man of the house for the next year and a half. Doing all the tasks and chores my father had done or hired someone to do. Dad was. I’ve over powered you and choking you as I force your chest to the wall hard pinning you up there.Your muffled screams you try and yell but my choking you stops that. “You are just a fucking horny slut,” I say in your ear.You shake your head no. I pull your hair and drag you down on the floor you claw at me but I grab your wrists and throat. You are throwing your hips up as I straddle you trying to throw me off you. Your eyes are wide and staring you are feeling so violated and nothing has. Billy can run you down and you can use the ATM. I can at least give you a handwritten receipt. When you get back, we’ll load you on the flatbed and drive you to Eastanollee.”I agreed and called Kelly to let her know I was going to be late, very late. The odds were that it would be mid-afternoon at best by the time I got to the dealership, and I’d need to rent a car to come home. Then Billy and I climbed into a wrecker, and he drove me about half a mile into the heart of Conover. I hopped out. Two hands then rested on my hips and began to pull my body down into a squatting position over the erect pole I was to be impaled on. I was staring directly into the beautiful dark eyes of the fascinating man who was going to be the first to enter my ass. A smirk crossed my face and I let out a little laugh as I thought of two spaceships docking while the dripping head of his pulsing prick made contact with my twitching hole. He continued to pull my body down onto his, forcing the bulb of his.