.I enjoyed Camping with them”I ask “what you ever did something new…..thats felt more good”He said “some times…when I slept with my uncle�...�he tried to play …while sleeping…”I ask “Play…what you mean”He said “he is playing with my cock….and telling me to hild his….he kisses me……all time”I said “and with your classmates”He said “yeah …we play the game as my uncle played with me….we all grabbing our cocks…and masterbate…till we Cum….then every one kisses ……that’s very good”I said “that’s all you. " So are you saying you're too good for him?" No! It's just ... I have my friends and he has his." You can date who you want but you might be passing up on a good guy just because he's not one of the cool kids. I always hated the cheerleaders when I was your age because most of them seemed so full of themselves." I'm not that way, Mom." I think sometimes you are."Brianna put her head down.Mom said, "I didn't say that to make you feel bad. I just want to make sure you treat everyone fairly.". I know that she is married as she has told me this in the past. Any way I was coming out of the store the other evening early when I saw her in Mall with her husband (short chubby Punjabi guy) and they were arguing about something. She was getting it but good from this guy then he grabbed her by the neck and started to hurt her. Well, I was on him like stink on shit!! I’m a fairly large guy (5′-9″ – beer drinker/hell raiser body) and pulled him off of her and told him to get lost or get an ass. He had a big project that was due Monday morning, and although he had a month to work on it, he procrastinated until the weekend before. It just so happens that he forgot he promised Stacy she could have her party this weekend. Just his luck, he thought.He wanted to ask Stacy to postpone her party, but he couldn't be so selfish. His daughter needed this party, and he knew that. His eyes averted towards the framed picture of him, Stacy and his ex-wife. Carol, his ex and Stacy's mom, abruptly.