M. when I was awoken by a strange noise. Focusing my brain I realized that I was hearing the sound of a girl screaming. I opened my eyes.I suddenly st...ffened and my breath stopped. My heart began to beat rapidly as I realized that there was a person sitting at the foot of my bed, watching the TV. In the midst of the darkness I couldn't quite see, but I was pretty sure it was a figure of a man...Then as flashes of light stroked the figure, I began to realize who the figure was..."Daddy?" I. My tastes are simple and I don't flaunt my money (except for my car) and lead a rather modest lifestyle. This is enough to make me 'uninteresting' for the countless numbers of political informers and backstabbers trying to fight their way up the political ladder to feed closer to where the big money is.Let them fight and stab each other at the trough — I made more money last year via honest means than they did stealing from the public.My thoughts were taken off of this most unhappy subject when. She parted her lips and the kiss deepened, she moaned into my mouth as we explored each other. She broke away from the kiss and whispered the words I was dying to hear, “Let’s do it.” “Are you sure?” I asked. In response she pulled my face back to hers and began kissing me furiously again. I clumsily fumbled under her shirt pawing at her young breasts. I remember how perfectly they fit into my palms, and I remember the high-pitched moan she let out as I lightly twisted her sensitive nipples.. ”The man went inside for a minute. He returned quickly. He asked, “What is your business here?”John replied, “I have come seeking the benefits of their wisdom.”He nodded and said, “They will see you last.”“Thank you,” replied John. He looked at the man for a moment. “You don’t like whites coming here.”“That’s right.”“Why?” asked John.The man stared at him. He wondered if an honest answer would upset John. He answered, “They come here to steal from us.”“That is a good reason not to trust whites..