Janie bought a can of soda in Walmart like she should have in the first place.She stood outside drinking waiting for her uncle.A cop approached, “Hi... welcome to Horse Ville,” he said, “You’re new here right?”“What’s it to you?” Janie said nastily as she looked him up and down. All six feet two of him. Film star looks. Blonde hair, she was weak at the knees already.“Well refusing to show ID, loitering, dress code violation, you want the full list?” the cop asked.“I only wanted a soda,” Janie. (I didn’t know who said that)I kept quiet. Still standing in-front of them while unable to make eye contact. I wish it’s just ends here.The skinny guy again slapped my head.“Hey. Faggot. Why aren’t you saying. Do you have a dick in your mouth??” And he laughed.That laugh was just tore my soul apart. It was like they are feeding on my fear and embarrassment. It gives them power over me and they just want it to be more.I only wished, I haven’t come here in first place.I wish, I was able to go. Dad followed me. Dad squatted on the bathroom floor and ordered me to massage his back. I started massaging his back, his dick was hardening, I moved my hand to his butt, as he was sitting I couldn’t go deep, so he got up, I could understand my dad has fallen for me. He turned to me with open hands for hugging, “Dad my clothes will become oily don’t hug me”, I thought he will ask me to remove it. I turned to go to my room, “Jothi where are you going? Be here for some more time, I need your. Jara choochi ki dheere se dabaiye na.” kushum ki baten sun kar ram babu apan ek hath bina baalon wali chut par rakhate hue bole-“Lund par chut rakh kar baithan kaisa lag raha hai.?” “Bahut achha lag raha hai.” Kushum ke choochi ko dabate hue poochhe –”kabhi chodai ho.?” Kushum masumiyat se boli “Who kya hota hai.?” “Nahi janati.?” “Nahi.” ” Mohan ne kabhi choda nahi.?” “Nahi use chodana kahan aata hai.” “To fir tumhare chut par apana lund rakh kar kya kar raha tha.?” “Bas upper se hi lund.