“Right” I said, taking a sip of my coke. “You’d like it”, she said, looking at me intensely. “What’s the supposed to mean”, I said. �...Nothing”, she said, “It’s just like really fun and stuff”. “Ahaha” I said, giggling. “But do you think you’re a lesbian?” I asked, “Maybe”, she said, I don’t mind looking at girls. “Can you not be mean about it though”, she said. “Okay, I won’t be mean about it”, I said, laughing again. “Stop laughing!” she yelled, hitting me on the leg and leaving her hand there. That must have been what he retrieved from the bed of the truck. It was not a new funnel and it had at one time, had oil poured through it. Open your mouth cunt. Shan slowly opened her mouth. With her head in this position she could not see the funnel and had no idea what was coming next. Dave brought the funnel up and pressed it about half way down into her mouth. The small end went past her tonsils and into her throat. She gagged briefly but held her ground. Dave bent down again and brought. Let me ask you a question first. ….Ok. What? What did Mom tell you yesterday? ….About….About you two….and your….you know. Whew, she didnt just make it up. Ok, well, last night, you came home and I helped you into bed. …Thats it? I sense theres more. …Do you want to know the truth? Yes. You gave me a blowjob. ….I did? Really? Yes, really. And you were amazing, if I do say so myself. She leaned back and gave me an inquisitive look. Certainly no angry or upset emotions. Wow. Thank you, I suppose.. About 2 hours later my husband Javaid came down with some bad stomach pains. Must have been lunch. I don't know. But he went straight to bed to lay down. My daughter's last minute change of plans worked out well. When one of us gets sick the other will usually sleep in our daughter's room down the hall to avoid catching whatever the other one has.Around 2AM I mixed apathetically. I figure Javaid had showed signs of improvement since I felt him slip behind me on my little girl's little bed. I.