” “You know what? Unless I ask Tommy, or whoever, to take me to bed, it probably won't happen the way I'd prefer. So if that's the case, anywhere ...ill do just as fine,” I laughed. “You're a horny little bitch,” Brenda laughed. “It's the clothes,” I giggled and hurried off to call Tommy. It took some talking, and promises of more blow jobs to convince him to come back but I finally convinced him. On Tuesday Mom and Dad returned home and I had to go back to being Patrick. I absolutely hated it!. I stopped stroking in case she heard the water splashing. I lay there the palm of my hand wrapped around my pulsating pole, still allowing my thumb to slide gently over my swollen tip. I was desperate for her to come in and catch me. My pulse raced as the sound of her footsteps got closer, then stopped. I held my breath, there was a click and the door handle turned. My heart skipped a beat.Alice appeared in the doorway. Initially she didn’t notice me, as she waved her hand in front of face, no. Suddenly they both stopped, and Frida with a wicked smile on her face, and daddy's cock wedged deep into her, turned to face me, 'My phone', she demanded, and I did as she bade, taking the opportunity to be closer to daddy.She phoned her home, 'Hi dad', she said, he spoke, and Frida fixed her gaze on me, and put the phone down.'My daddy awaits you Mariel'. I froze and looked at my father, he turned his face away. 'Mariel', said Frida, 'My daddy is waiting for you', and added with venom, 'you. "You don't even know? She donated marrow to you when you were sick. Andthen there was a complication, and she was dying in agony because ofyou. And dad didn't even let you know!"Gleb's face was crossed with pure hate. "I was going to kill you, butthen I got smarter. The killing is not smart, I would need to get ridof the body, and I can get caught, so I started to think of somethingelse." You will get caught! I will..." You will do nothing. Who will believe you?"I started to think frantically,.