"Her heart had never felt heavier as Angilee left the Tarot reader."I've got two things I want to share with you." Trace, I've..."But it was as if he ...ad not heard her and he continued."First, I've been upstate to arrange for us to visit my parents..." That's all very nice but..." And secondly, I want you to visit them wearing this!" he said smiling as he produced the small box and opened it to reveal a diamond engagement ring.Angilee's heart was in her throat as she fought back the impulse to. Her parents where working parents. From what I learned over the years she was home alone pretty often because they worked a lot to pay the bills. If Rachel was a few years younger the government would be paying a lot of the housing bills for them, but the Procreation Act didn’t start until 4 years after we were born making everyone in our highschool the last of the non funded c***dren. The house was neat and simple. No basic tech that almost everyone had. Just a normal home you’d expect to see. Now our bathroom was quite small; no more than two or three people could fit in there at the same time. They decided that she would get naked again and kneel in the bathtub, and one guy at a time would piss on her while the others could watch from the doorway. I opted to stay in the living room by myself. I could tell when it started as I could hear clearly the comments and cheers as the first guy started off. After the first guy finished I heard her tell him to bring me in because she. But then again, I didn't think tattoos were until a few minutes before. Perhaps swinging was in her blood as it was in mine and her mothers. Who knows about such things?The next day was a normal Saturday for us. We spent some time around the house just talking and hanging out. I wanted to get to know Erin 'the woman' as opposed to Erin 'my daughter'. I still saw her as my daughter in spite of having had sex with her, but I was also seeing her as her own independent woman. She was just beginning.