He has honey eyes, like I stated earlier. And he's 32. My mommy left when I was 3, left with no note, and divorce papers for daddy to sign....the bitc.... Dad never had any visitors, and I had my bestfriend over almost every night. That stopped after the day I tried to show my love for daddy, to dad. "Hey Honey.. Breakfast?" He asked, With his voice melting into my eardrums as I walked closer, looking over him to see what it was, sure to blow into his ear a tiny bit, I said, "Sure, Why not.. "I sank to my knees and lowered my head. I could her moving about the room, opening closing drawers and the closet. "You may look up now but stay on your knees." I raised my face and eyes and was stunned. She was absolutely beautiful. She took my breath away. She was wearing a black sheath dress that shaped it self to her body. It was slit up the side almost to her hips and showed the tops of her stockings and a bit of flesh above that. It was finished off with black heals. I was simply in awe. They did and also removed their skirts. Now my wife and mother-in-law were standing in a peep show booth with only their shoes on. They had just finished stripping when a dick pushed through the hole in the wall and then one come in the other side. Both women were a little shy at first and just started stroking them with their hands. Nancy got down on her knees to get a closer look and I thought she was ready to put it in her mouth when the guy shot off right on her tits. Linda saw what. Big hands. Anders sized hands. They might as well have been tree limbs tearing at my clothing as I ran outside.I rushed to the stoop next door. There were a couple of whores and johns nearby, but I had a sense of emptiness, empty street, empty universe. Unlike Rachel's orgasmic sighs when she spoke her name, my voice yelled violently, tearing at my throat. "Angela, Angela, Angela, Angela, Angela, Angela." I repeated her name for at least ten minutes. By the end my voice was ragged.The door.