John struggled to sleep as he considered that his Uncle had slept on this same bed. Perhaps he had made love to her only days ago, yet John was in his...place. He awoke a few times to hear his Aunt sobbing quietly and would only wrap his arms tighter around her to assure her that he was there to protect her.John had a lot of work the following day due to the storm. For eight hours, he worked diligently, replacing shingles and repairing things around the farm that had gotten damaged by the. This is not some feel-good story about disadvantaged or at-risk inner city youth who are introduced to the sport of golf by a smart, all-powerful coach that takes the from the ghetto to the links. Ashboro-Semmes Regional did have some pupils that lived on the lower end of the socioeconomic scale. About 31% of its student body received free or reduced-price lunches. But, the school also had a significant number of k**s coming from household on the higher end of the scale. Coach Buggs’ varsity. Now I'm quite excited about watching you fucking a beautiful young thing.”The next day John had to work, so I was alone and naked as usual when my dad turned up unexpectedly. I greeted him again with a hug and a kiss on the lips. He pulled my body against his and just held on to me by my bum cheeks, just as pop had the day before. After a few minutes like this I decided to take the initiative; I pulled his shorts and undies down past his knees. They fell to his ankles.“I think that you really. I could also tell he was well endowed. My mouth probably dropped to the floor and I immediately got an erection.As I was walked back to my cubical he smiled and leaned against the door frame then said “those jeans don't do you justice, go for the straight leg jeans.” while he was laying with his cock and still naked from the waist down. I quickly got changed back and went to put the jeans back on the shelf. I decided to go go to another 5 and dime type store to get my school supplies.About ten.