Two of those men I know, dammit. My daughter had sex with one of my employees and with the youth director at my church. A hundred dollars a pop! Ge...z! I got her those baby-sitting jobs! She's been baby-sitting twice a week for six months! Hell, she's been baby-sitting every damned Thursday night for the youth director for six months! And she started giving him head on the second visit! Shit!" And my girl fucked one of my best customers. Dammit, how am I going to be able to shake hands. Now all my wild imagination was growing like hell. I masturbated again thinking of last night and got ready for college. I can still feel her soft boobs on my hands from last night. Now thinking of her was enough to make me hard now.So I reached college around 11 and got busy with my class and friends. In the mean time I saw her once; she was wearing a pink silk saree. She was looking so sexy and now in my eyes I only think of her as naked. So seeing her was again enough to make me hard. I. I felt something that I rarelyfelt in the past. I got that 'tingly' feeling of excitement that Ididn't recognize at the time, but would yearn for in the future."You're the tutor? How fuckin' old are you?" he laughed."I'm old enough to be a senior." He stopped laughing. He stared at mefor several moments."What's your name?" I'm Patrick Kelly Maguire, but my family calls me Kelly. I hate thename Patrick." People would call me Pat, or Pattie, or the old folks upnorth would call me Paddy. Kelly was. A while later I heardher heels approach and looked up, she too had on a pair of jeans but herlooked like they were sprayed on before being tucked into her knee highbrown boots, a soft long red jumper with a wide black belt finished theoutfit and her face and hair were beautifully made up as usual. "My godEmma you look stunning again" she walked over to me and kissed me gentlyon the cheek "Why thank you Roy, I like to look good for you" was all shesaid as she sipped her coffee. We spent the rest.