I’m trying to correct the situation by switching them to ‘installments’. As for the story itself, please remember that each installment will be ...rom just one’s point of view at a time. We started with Alyssa. Now it’s Mike’s turn. Hope you enjoy. * ‘Lunch is here, guys!’ I had my head under the hood of a run-down Chrysler, deciding whether or not it would be best to fix it or shoot it, when that sweet and sexy voice comes over the intercom, announcing the arrival of food. I hear Jack and Arnie,. “Alex, can you get us some diet drinks and popcorn at the intermission?”“Sure Mr, Hayward.”“I’ll go with you to help carry something,” Brenda offered.The ten-minute mark arrived with the Falcons still leading 1-0.The Public address announcer filled in the pause in play, “Ladies and gentlemen, as you may know, the Falcons organization and players support many charities within the Belleville, Trenton and Quinte area. Your own Falcons Captain, Brad Hayward is an avid supporter of the children at. Michelle mouthed the word, ‘Sorry’ into the rearview mirror, double-checked for traffic, and pulled out when all was clear. Five minutes away from her apartment, Michelle’s cell phone began to play an elevator-music version of Jay-Z’s hit single, ‘Dirt off Your Shoulder.’ Instantly, she knew who it was on the phone, each of her friends and family members had their own special ring so she would know if she wanted to answer the phone or not. ‘What’s up?’ Michelle’s dry tone gave her away.. I crossed thru the dining room to the hall. The music was coming from the back bedroom. Alarm clock, I tought. How wrong I was. Bending over in front of the mirror was their son Tim. What amazed me even more was that he had a rather large dildo moving in and out of his ass. He was oblivious to the fact that I was there. He was vocal saying, "That's right daddy fuck my ass. I love your big cock in my boyhole. Do it harder. Please, daddy do me harder."Picking my jaw up from the floor. .