Girls never noticed him, and the guys either laughed at him, or tried to force him to do their homework. It wasn't that he liked being alone--he was a...red-blooded teenage male, after all--but he didn't seem to have many options. Barring a miracle, he was beginning to feel his books and games would continue to be his only real companions until he was done with college at least.He paused his morose musings as he caught sight of a small glint out of the corner of his bright blue eye. Squatting. Are ye going to sit there a wastin’ the morning away? I thought I had been teaching you better than that!’ I bolted to my feet, my eyes wide open. The figure of a burly man stood a few yards away. His eyes twinkled with the laughter he had always been filled with. ‘Father?’ ‘Well, Mary, at least she doesn’t seem to be addled. At least not any more than she always was.’ ‘Cease your blathering, Michael O’Brien,’ a woman’s voice answered, as firm as she had always been. I smothered a sudden urge. Slater looked over with warm eyes. “I’ll get her dried and then I will start getting her ready, maybe you can help me.” Sam was trembling as he stood next to his sister. Mr. Slater had a bottle of an adhesive substance and walked to the head of the table. “What we do here is close her eyes and mouth shut, don’t want those freaky peepers opening at her funeral and scaring everyone?” Sam stepped forward. “One sec.” He paused for a moment in front of Mr. Slater and leaned forward locking his lips. Pulled her legs as wide as possible, Put my cock on her cunt entrance and forced my cock in her pussy. The position made her feel a pain while fucking her. It went deep enough her cunt to make her moan hard.She said, “Please slow”,I slapped on her ass and said, “Who will say Master you bitch?”She said, “O..O..Sorry”I slapped her ass harder than the first time and said, “Say Master you fucking slave”She said, “O…Sorry Master.”I slapped her ass again and started fucking her from behind and fucked.