I needed to get Dana out of my life, but that wouldn't be totally possible for a while. She was Sasha's mother. For at least the next 8 years we'd hav... custody issues. Then we'd both probably have to go to graduations and her wedding. Then there'd be the births of children. Hopefully after a few years I'd find someone else and get over her cheating ass. Maybe my skin would stop crawling when I saw her too.At lunchtime I faxed copies of the documents over to Ann's office. So she could start on. "Are you Rich's nephew?" she says flatly, with very little change to her steady glare in your direction. Her face returns to a statue-like stare as she waits for your response.You're taken aback momentarily by her stone-cold attitude towards you and are confused slightly by her referring to your uncle so casually and with a nickname you've never heard before as any and all talk of your uncle was always like he is a distant stranger. Never endearingly and never as anything but "Richard."You. “Your house?” she said “No”, “Where then” I asked, she thought for a moment and then said “In the garage” I said “Five minutes then” and she agreed.I had just enough time to go upstairs and wash my cock. Five minutes later she was stood by her garage door, as she opened it I walked in, she shut the door and turned the light on. As we stood there she said “Where” and looking around I said “By the work station”, there was a long wooden bench type table.As we walked over to it I said “Put your. They had this way of looking at me. One of them said “Sit down here, I’ll show you what we want from you…” which made one of the others laugh. “Are you really called Tim?” “I am”, I said. “And you’re sure you’re a girl?” “Quite sure indeed”, I said, trying not to show them how uncomfortable I was feeling. They must have been at least 20. And there were four of them. One of them passed me his pot and I took it. I had had it before and liked it very much and I needed something to help me relax as.