I had a bet with my friends that I could get the drop on ya." Well, suppose I let 'em pay ya off while y'all spend the night in jail. That sound fair ...o ya, Ezra?" Yep, it shore do. Come on, let's go!"Later, at the marshal's office/jail, the conversation turned to the escapees. "Those two nearly killed my deputy when they escaped. They coldly beat the shit outa him long after he couldn't have stopped 'em from escapin'. He's goin' to be laid up fer weeks. That's why I asked fer he'p. Them yahoos. As I bent down I felt Daddy Mike's hands on my hips and gasped as his cock poked between my cheeks."Come on baby, just one little quickie then you can go to class. See what you do to me? You walking around in those sexy stockings and cute thong is making me hard. Please can we have a quickie? For me?" I looked at Daddy and could feel him prod my abused hole with his cock which made me gasp a little. God did he have me wrapped around his finger today."Fine, just one quickie then I really gotta. She flinched. My free hand went to her knee and slid under her skirt. Her body stiffened."Please leave me alone. I'll give you money." Shut--" I began, but abruptly stopped when I realized I was using my normal voice. Thankfully my mother was so distraught she didn't notice. Then switching to my disguised voice I said, "Shut the fuck up! I don't want to hear another word from you or else..." I purposely didn't finish the sentence, letting her imagination envision the worst consequence.I watched. 15 minutes later the k** came through a loose board in the fence. I didn't know that was loose like that I told him. I did it my self, so I could sneek into your yard at night. Good job you little shit. Did your dad take off? Yes, and you might be one lucky boy. Why? Well as soon as dad left, mom began to drink and she doesn't know how to drink real well. You mean she might get drunk or something? I am sure she will. We might get lucky and she will black out. Oh boy Jimmy that would be great..