When people learned I was from Miami they seem to avoid me like the plague. Like I was some big city gangster out to steal their horses or whatever co...ntry folk held dear. It was hard to make friends as an outcast and somewhat shy young man so naturally I ended up with the other outcasts. In this town that meant Mexicans. At school I met my new best friend Angel, A slightly overweight but very nice half Mexican half American kid just a year older than me. He seemed cool to me and we would hang. In preparation to do that, he leaned down and kissed me for a few seconds. After that, he went back to his previous position, but placed his hands on my boobs. He didn't put any pressure on them to make uncomfortable, he just grabbed onto them and enjoyed.'I think I see him shedding a tear; he must love me now more than ever. He has quite soft hands as well, so does Alan, so we all can make quite the trio. And his pecker is quite big too, so he should make any lady he has sex with very. The drive was uneventful, as was the walk to the office. She usually dreaded the walk to the office, but today was different for some reason. "Maybe today will be different," she thought. "Maybe that bastard will be sick." She hurried to the office building in the cool autumn air. She arrived at her desk at exactly 8:30, as usual. "Well hello there beautiful!" said the sickening voice from inside the adjoining office. "Come on in here for a minute, we have a few things to discuss."Jenna. And, I also felt sorry for my mother’s husband – the man I considered my father all this time.While it was her son from her ex-boyfriend that received her husband’s love and care. All these years, this time, it was going to be the corrupted child from the very above mentioned evil offspring, who was going to call her man Dad.My mom had done this before, with relative ease. That is why she was so chilled with Dad, even as I was tempted to keep a low profile. My mom had got my false Dad to.