“Maybe I have to suck it more and more, I mean reeeeeally suck it from inside him, really fast and really deep, like that cartoon where they suck ga...oline through that hose”, Clarice deduced, feeling clever.She enveloped it deeply with her mouth again, holding what was left of it with both hands. And begun to suck it feverishly, like she competing with herself. Faster, faster, faster, she wanted to bring that white juice as fast as she could, she was afraid her father could wake up any. I grabbed the railing, and screamed."No!" I cried as I dropped to the floor.The front door opened and I heard Kevin's footsteps walk through the apartment. He walked up to me and lowered himself on his heels, pulling me into his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck and whimpered, "I don't think I can do this." He tilted my head up and looked into my dark green eyes. "Baby girl, I know your strong enough. That's why I love you so much. Your the strongest woman I know."Kevin picked my limp. "Owww!... Ah... Seven... Sorry-Daddy". You’re crying again and this time I know they’re tears of pain but they look like tears of joy, it’s beautiful. Your hot body is covered in sweat, you’re quivering and your sweet smelling room now smells of your hot sex but I must continue without mercy, you’ve got to learn. Three strokes in quick succession right on your ruby let you know I mean business. "Eight. Sorry Daddy, Nine. Sorry Daddy, Ten. Sorry daddy" I pause savouring the moment, the sight of. His aura never changed, the mystery about him only grew, but what really scared me was when he quit in his barter with me. For some reason, his hatred had died overnight, and no matter how hard I tried, he wouldn't engage in battle. It was the year everything changed. He became a shell of his former self, and people gradually forgot all about him. His fire had died and I seemed to be the only one left to remember his former glory - and to be honest - I missed it. As much as I thought I hated.