"Would you like it better if you took those pesky panties off me?" "I think so, yes. I'd like to actually have sex now. May I make love to you, Nadine..." "Yes, step daddy." I flipped us around so she was lying on her back. I kissed her one more time on the lips and then smooched my way down to her underwear. "That tickles," she giggled, jiggling around. "Are you sure you want to have sex? Once I make love to you, it can never be undone." "A minute ago, you asked if you could, so do it, Hank. You. In my mind i was think to go and say hello but i was scared because i have not knew what she will said.After one hour i have heard the phone ringing i have pick up and i have heard her sweet voice,she has ask me were is my mom and if she can go to her.I have told my mom what Crmen said and she go at her.I was thinking at what possible do they talk.the night has come and my mom still not come home.Then my father have call me and he said that will miss from home anouther month,because his job is. He had a good job working in a local slaughterhouse and she was a stay at home mother, as is the Mexican tradition.When I started noticing, Maria was about ten or eleven years old. As most Mexicana's, Maria was exotic and tiny and very pretty. She was shy and would look at me and then ignore my wave or greeting. It was typical and I knew that I being a big gringo was a novelty for them, especially as a neighbor.I caught them going through my trash, peeking through my privacy fence but didn't. You were not there. This is reality. Can you understand reality, the simple fact I was shot? Also, an obscenely fat San Diego cop nearly raped Mark and beat him and tried to kill us both. Look at my shoulder. Look at his poor face. We were there while you were up here guzzling vegetables."He sniffed, "Great makeup job, Mister Cantrell." You fucking idiot!" Amanda raged. That is not makeup. The swelling and all the rest are real. This is a bullet hole in my shoulder. My house in San Diego was.