Then Dad showed me that paper on what was in my pills. That was scary. The idea that Mum would do that to me completely freaked me out. But then I loo...ed over at Mum sitting there with all of that tape on her and I still couldn’t hate her. Dad was obviously furious about that, as well. Dad doesn’t get angry much but someone messing with me or Bon will do it. But this was his wife messing with me. I don’t think he knew how to handle that.Then Bonny bullied Dad into giving Estelle the same. But as a teenager, hed always loved coming all over my face, cleaning it off with my panties, then making me wear them. Just that certain dominant kind of feel. I gave him my number, and we said 2pm, Saturday. He texted me on Saturday morning and said White shirt, no bra, white panties, black skirt, stilettos. Dont fuck around. It was the outfit I was wearing the first time wed slept together. I complied. I dont know why, but I did. He turned up and knocked on my front door. Id spent an hour. She came to me in a dream. She poured out her sweet tan angel hands to me, waving, her sexy faint European smile glittering under the hot sun. I go home and fantasize about her, my first ejaculation yet to come… I bathe in the cool waters under the bride, letting sweet nothing angels whisper in my head, guilt for the small fat black haired woman I feared to date in shameful self-image. Each day, I would stare on and on, into the heavens, waiting for that angel to come down. I aggressively, then. The first woman they got rid of, seemed? ok a little wacky, but that has never been a crime, and she was cool with me. But it seems she upset my boss big time and she took it upon herself to destroy this woman’s reputation and pulled out all the stops to the point of telling people that this woman had bitched about them. Before long everyone hated her and I confess, at that time as I knew no better, was very wary of her myself until I spoke to her on many occasions after and she seemed pretty.