Maybe he was my dad, maybe he wasn't; he could have been anyone. I didn't care, or so I kept telling myself. After he'd seen us though, seen my mom an... how she was getting worse, he'd opened a bank account for me, something called a "Fun Saver" for kids. I had a passbook with smiling dolphins on it and like magic new money appeared in it every month.That had pissed off my mom like you wouldn't believe, but even at twelve I knew better than to give her any more responsibility, which is what. So if you see some kid with a spray can, tell him about the Park Department’s recreational programs, open to all. He’ll help take care of the place then.” [“Or we’ll waste him,” from a wag in the back, to disapproving looks from some of the better-dressed ladies.]“And let’s not forget to pick up after ourselves. No Coney Island white fish for the crows to pinch.” [A pause for mirth, or perhaps more accurately, a pause for the hope of reaction.]“And this year we’re more than honored to have with. Randy kicks up and hard from the ground, catching Luke’s side, right in the ribs. The boy isn’t prepared for it and the pain is instant as he steps back. It gives his opponent enough time to roll to his feet and stand. Luke was hoping he would give up and retreat, but Randy sees the pain in the boy’s eyes.The deck is now in an uproar as people flee the area. They scream and shout and holler as chairs, food, drink, tables, and anything else that is in the way tumbles and falls.Randy swings again. Wow I was awestruck and just stood there, Kate looked over her shoulder and said, "come on silly, get with the program!", that dragged me out of my stupor and I dropped my pants. Of course my cock sprang out and her friends giggled, I walked over to Kate and slowly eased my cock into her pussy, I reached out with each hand and ran them over the other girls cheeks, I felt them jump as I did, then I moved my hands down and placed a finger at the entrance to each of their vaginas. As I did they.