It was a little after two in the afternoon, and when I asked Mom if Daddy was looking for some fun, she had just laughed. “You father needs a nap-ty...e nap. Right now, he is nothing but a dried-out shell of a man!”I was sitting on the dryer, dressed in running shorts and a tank top. Mom was wearing old sweatpants and a t-shirt. We were both barefoot. “Mom, were you naughty this weekend?” I teased.Mom laughed. “Honey, I was naughty when I left. It just went downhill from there!”“So, what did you. She was excited and I thought it was time for us to see what was in store for her tonight, especially her. Once he sat her down I asked him, "Have her remove your under shorts. Let her look at you now, I think she wants to." He smiled and looked down at her as she looked up waiting for the instructions to come from him directly. He asked her to remove them and she smiled softly and whispered, "OK" and then her tiny soft hands obediently reached out to his waistband. She was about to see the. Now Tyrell is 34 years old; 6'4", dark black skin, shaved head; and extremely ripped muscles.Christine came into the studio and jaw dropped. She looked phenomenal. He breasts were prominently on display. She was obviously nervous.Tyrell was eyeing her up and down appreciatively. "Tommy, this new model is phenomenal. Much prettier than that other model you've used in the past."Christine smiled and blushed at his words seemingly putting her at ease. We took it slow at first. Solo pictures of each. I do care about you. Will you forgive me if I let you do this with me?"I was both sad and mad at the same time, and I'm afraid that the first tone that came out of my mouth was anger, "Well that's just stupid Valerie. You have no reason to ask for my forgiveness. It's not your fault that man raped you. And besides even if he hadn't done that to you, and you wanted to have sex with a guy just because you kind of care about them or wanted forgiveness, isn't a good enough reason. It has to be.