Now can I get my rum and coke?!I quickly made a strong one for my friend’s hot daughter and gave it to her.Me: How is it?Sonia: It’s a bit strong,...but yum. Thank you so much, Naresh.We soon started drinking and started some music as well. We just continued drinking and had made ourselves comfortable.Sonia: Naresh, do you mind if I wear a baniyan of yours? Don’t want to spill on my dress.Me: Sure, go for it.My friend’s daughter went inside and changed and came back. She was looking like a sex. ”“Dad, Mom, I’ve been thinking about things. The man is not really my dad, not in any real sense. You are Daddy. He’s okay, he’s my father I guess; but not my daddy. I can be around him; I’m good with that. I know he sacrificed for you momma, and for that he gets some attention. It’ll be okay; I’ll be good.“But Dad, Mom, I am not going to be pretending to be his daughter. I mean the man has got himself an ex-convict girlfriend, fiancé now I guess. A woman who is also at best an ex-prostitute.. It's not just me." She gulped for air sobbing uncontrollably. "This will ruin my family too. I'm a good person. My husband is a pastor. His congregation won't understand this. He will be fired from his job. We will be homeless!" She put her head in her hands. The cold metal chair in which she sat seemed to get colder and harder. "And, I have a young child at home." The words wouldn't come out anymore. She gasped for air and she looked up at the guard helplessly. Her tears ran freely off her. I loved being a girl so much better than being a guy.At the theater, I paid to watch the movies. I nipped into the ladies toilet before I was ushered through to the cinema. My nose now re-powdered I looked for somewhere to sit, the sounds of the current movie ringing in my ears with the grunts and groans of sex play. The place was pretty empty so I decided to sit at the back with only one guy on the opposite side. A new film started as I watched intent the girl was giving a guy head. God I felt.