Jiri could not place her accent; it could have been European, but was not a strong one. She was certainly not an Australian or a Kiwi.With that, she s...t down in the seat opposite Jiri and gazed with rapt attention at the unchanging landscape. Silence returned to the carriage, and Jiri returned to his book.Jiri did not notice immediately, but Karen's posture always seemed a little awkward, and she kept fidgeting. One rearrangement left one of the legs of her shorts gaping somewhat, and Jiri. ‘Oh great,’ Karen grumbled, obeying her mother’s command. The introduction marked the onset of a very long un-relationship. Jake had a pretty rough reputation and neighborhood gossip soon reached Karen’s parents. They forbid Karen to socialize with him but this did not discourage her overly, she regularly managed excuses to see him anyway. The cashier handed Karen a pen to sign the receipt. Karen quickly tucked her card back into her handbag and turned to say good bye but no sound came from. My whole life seemed a big lie. And, I also felt sorry for my mother’s husband – the man I considered my father all this time.While it was her son from her ex-boyfriend that received her husband’s love and care. All these years, this time, it was going to be the corrupted child from the very above mentioned evil offspring, who was going to call her man Dad.My mom had done this before, with relative ease. That is why she was so chilled with Dad, even as I was tempted to keep a low profile. My. As she worked on me I thought about the night before and a strange thought entered my head. She didn't have to do this. Her boyfriend had ordered her to give me a blowjob, but she still didn't have to do it. She could have lied or gotten out of it some way. She was doing it because he had ordered her to and she was excited about being ordered.Before I came I pulled out of her mouth and tried to get on top of her telling her that I wanted to fuck. She was having none of that, her orders where a.