‘You killed someone?’ Tyler didn’t instantly reply, choosing to stare at the opposite wall instead. ‘… Yeah. In self defence, when they atta...ked me and Darren on the street.’ I sat in silence to try and process that. It was too much to take in. Trying to think about these things happening, not only before my existence, but going on after I was born. They’d certainly sheltered me from it. Sometimes I found it hard to think about normal stories involving my parents or uncles, to imagine they’d. Finally, she exhaled and gasped several times. “Again, Daddy.” Why is she calling me Daddy? That is so wrong. I’m not her Daddy! Although I’d like to be-- wait a second, she’s fucking with me! I’m the one meting out the punishment, but she’s mind-fucking me!“Daddy?” I asked. “I’ll show you who Daddy is!”And I trounced her ass, very fucking hard, several times. Many times. My fucking hand hurt. Her fucking ass felt like it was on fire. My chest rose and fell heavily. I was getting fucking tired.. "You'd better get use to this because this deal is forever." Please, I had a future in the NFL." Brad pleaded."Sorry, but the way you've been going your on a first class trip tonowhere." Missy chuckled. "With my knowledge of game plays; however, Ido have a shot. I also have the brains to have a good job after thefootball career is over." I'm sure you'll enjoy flipping burgers in some fast food place aftercollege if you don't get to studying." Eric snickered."Dad will make sure you do just that. The homes were pretty big, not mansions but not cracker boxes. We drove past a gated community with sagging gates and then we were on a cul-du-sac with a few houses.Jim said, “This can’t be it.” and he began to turn around when I got a whiff.Curry ... mmm.The place Jim was looking for was a house. Not a restaurant ... some Indian or Pakistani family’s home.As we pulled in the drive, Jim said, “Albert told me about this place.”“How is Albert?”“Disappointed you didn’t call him ... maybe pissed..