He kept the apple my mom had so thoughtfully packed, taking a couple of bites out of it before asking me if I was hungry.?Yes, Sir,? I replied meekly.... I’d only had a small bowl of cereal before school.?Tough shit,? he laughed. ?Get used to it?and make sure you start bringing something edible. Like, make some excuse tomorrow to get out of class early, and go pick me up a Quarter Pounder meal from McDonald’s, got it???Yes, Sir,? I responded automatically.?Come on, we have places to go,? he. I wasn't even aware of the woman until I heard her call, "Hey, Jason! What's the score?"One of the black-clad boys turned and said, "They're seven. We just started to bat."Okay, so bottom of the first, 7-0. I twisted a little to my right to see the woman who was standing beside me. "Your son?" I asked."Yeah. He plays second base and pitches. Which one is yours?" Oh, I don't have one. Mine is already way past his playing years. I was just passing and thought I'd watch some."She wasn't a. The next morning when she woke and realized the creepy thoughts that gave her a great orgasm she starts to ask herself what the fuck is wrong is she crazy or just plain freaky. Even with the regret taking over her thought process, she smiles to herself she walks into the living room where he is with just a tank top and some lace boy shorts with the ass cheeks hanging out. She slowly glided through the living room looking for nuthn but the wrong attention. He followed her ass every way it. He came back over to the exam table."Okay baby, I need you to roll over on your side facing away from me." Why daddy? Why can't you use the electronic thermometer?" Because baby, this one, although old fashioned, is still more accurate. It may be a little uncomfortable but I'll get a better reading."With one last pouty look at him I rolled over onto my side. I felt my father reach under my nightie and start to lower my panties. I lifted up a little to help him. When my panties were just below.