Hm hm..” I hum to the sound of the radio. Though the song is unknown, I am still able to follow the catchy instrumental in the back ground.Humming. ...hat’s only something I do when i’m nervous and god, why wouldn’t I be nervous? After all, it’s been 4 years now since you left. Why would you have stayed anyways. That comment he made was the last straw anyways. I vowed never to return to that house again unless he leaves and oh boy, has your request been accepted. Although long and time consuming,. Whisper noticed where he was looking and turned. She waited with me for the detective."I'm glad you haven't left yet Mr. Setton. I have one more question to ask, but uh ... can we talk privately?"The detective glanced at Whisper. I wasn't sure what he wanted, but his glance told me it was a Mind Magi issue."I'll be right back," I said to Whisper and went with the Detective.She went around and got into her car, giving us more privacy.The detective did a slight bow of the head. "Lord Setton," he. I liked him already. He told me that he was a business associate of Cheryl, the chick in question. She owed him some dough and when he confronted her about it, she got all hostile and shit. I looked at Cheryl. Damn, this bitch was ugly. Five feet three inches tall, with big tits and a thick body. Normally, I like thick women but this one was ugly in the face. Also, she had a foul mouth and even fouler disposition. I didn’t have much use for her. I don’t have much use for most women actually.. My dad bent me over the counter, I felt some cold lube on my asshole then he was pushing something in my ass.This is to get you ready for later he wispered.Dad was pushing a butt plug in my ass. It both hurt and felt good. He was turning me on a little. I winced as he pushed the plug all the way in and twisted it around. I almost pi(ss)ed on the floor.Dad slapped me on my ass.You know I like that ass. I'm going to fuck your tight ass later tonight. Strangely having the butt plug in my ass and.