“But I think something’s wrong here,” he said. “What, Daddy? What’s wrong?” she asked, alarmed just a bit. “I think one of us has too mu...h clothing on,” he said, grinning at her. She smiled back at him, the look of relief evident on her face. Then the smile turned seductive as she replied. “I think I can take care of that,” she said in a low voice. She released his cock from her grasp, the head and first three inches of the shaft slick and shiny with his precum, and took two steps back. Never. I knew there were the Municipal Lodging House and the Salvation Army shelter, as well as others. My mismatched shoes took me down Doyer Street. It was about 4 PM and the line for the shelter that had been set up in the old Chinese theatre had started to form. I got in line, talking to the others in line I found that the spread was jake and even if you didn't get a mattress, at least you could sleep on the floor out of the rain. I was warned about the Municipal Lodging House by the gee. The last. We shook the snow off, placed them in the fireplace, and lit them with a lighter and some old newspapers. We watched a movie and a half on my mothers laptop until that died. Upon the laptop dying, Christina suggested that we go to bed, and I agreed. I walked up to my room, opened the door, and said, Hell no. It was far too cold in there for anyone to sleep. I asked my mother if I could sleep on the pull out bed that was in the couch since there was a fireplace in that room, and mine was far. "Fuck." It said it all. She kind of liked it now.She felt guilty about letting Doc fuck her, though, and knew that it must never happen again, no matter how good it had felt. And it had felt good, Oh Jesus, it had felt good. The thought made her pussy lips grow damp and tingle.That night when Fred picked up Evelyn, Beth looked at the fat old devil in a new light. He was downright homely, overweight, and bald as a cue ball, but he had the biggest dong in town.She half closed her eyes and tried.