“Neither do I,” yawned the sexy new father.“Then don’t.”“I keep waking up because you’re disrespectful.”“No. You keep waking up beca...se you give me detention. Don’t do that.”“You gotta learn how to act.”“My grades are perfect. I play the French horn. I’m in Model U.N. I’ll go to whatever college I want.”“Life is more than just grades, son!”“Yeah...okay! I’m not your son though”“I know, Aren! I’m trying to help you. Let’s make a deal.”“What?”“Be my team statistician. I won’t give you any more. 6 inch and i am not a muscular or super handsome guy i have normal looks and i am a bit slim as compared to my height.So enough talks now let come to the story. As the topic states it’s just a fantasy of mine.The main character of the story is my friend. For privacy let her name angel. So angel and I met a year back in an accounts tuition. I went for the trial for accounts for my 12th as I was weak in accounts. So I went for the trial and saw her for the first time sitting outside and waiting. ” She flashes you a coy smile that makes you think she is hiding something. She leads you back past some black curtains and eventually into a odd little showroom with one padded shelf with only 4 dolls, all look absolutely perfect, you are amazed at the craftsmanship, you can’t see a single seam, and the eyes even sparkle with a depth almost eerie.“Wow, how much are they?” You say and look them over. The first is a oriental girl with long black hair in a ponytail wearing a latex black and pink. A shiver ran through me and my cock was so hard it hurt. The image of grandma's private smile as she left the room came back into my head."But don't get hung up on just one cunt - shag as many as you can get boy! Do your mother - she won't fight you - I was screwing her brains out years after she married that dolt of a husband."My mind recalled mom as she looked a few months ago at the public pool, in her new two piece bathing suit. Ya, I noticed and wondered - but the guilt ate at me until I.