The weight of this has hit our family hard as my mom was a stay at home wife and had never worked a day out of the home. We were trying to make it wor... with the insurance and workers comp. but it was just enough to get by. When school got out I decided I'd take a summer job to help out with the money and things. So I found a part-time job at the local grocery store we are small town people so it was not a well paying job and i'm sure I only recieved it cause everyone knew how bad it. In my case I was a senior in high school just turned 18 and was a bit feminine in my appearance and certainly didn't weigh much or present a very masculine appearance. I tried to be friends with other male students but seemed to gravitate towards the girls. I admired their clothes and how free they seemed to act, hugging their friends and each other. In the gym locker room I tried to be macho in an attempt to fit in but I couldn't help but notice how my dick was a lot smaller than most of. Evasion failed; women do it too often not to recognize it. "We didn't talk about Daddy, yesterday. What do you know?" I didn't know much, then," I admitted. "I had some data from the AI that indicated that he MIGHT have some issues." What did Daddy tell you?" He's sick -- and tired." I sighed."Go on..." Rachel eyed me. "Is he gonna die?" He says so -- and he offered some fairly convincing evidence." Damn." She leaned across the seat to get to my shoulder and started shaking and making it wet.. People were dancing and having a great time. Some of the women that recognized me freaked out and took pictures. I kept it cool with my gold Gucci shades on, and enjoyed my free Jack & Coke. I saw some of my friends that I went to college with and decided to chill with them in the VIP section. I looked down to the dance floor and saw an old friend of mine named Marissa. She was petite, about five foot six inches tall, pale complexioned and long dark hair. She was a successful Hollywood actress.