* Sherri drove her bright yellow Kia Sportage home. It was after 9:30, earlier than she had expected, or perhaps hoped would be a better word, and she...was depressed. She was also a little tipsy she admitted to herself. ‘You should have waited and sobered up before leaving the bar’ said her little voice, which had the annoying habit of speaking in the voice of her Grandmother. The above two conditions would have been enough to make the night ripe for disaster, but it was also raining. One of. "Susan, you will do no such thing! Promise mummy you won't" I won't if I can have that in me too." She said pointing to my erect penis."Susan, your only eleven, I know you have started menstruating but that doesn't mean you can take a man's penis, especially one as large as that." That or dad mum." She said adamantly.Marge looked at me with pleading eyes. "Would you, it would save much trouble."Without thinking I agreed by nodding my head. Marge left the room and Susan just pulled off her dress. I will never offer charity to anyone. If they want charity, then they will have to come to me and ask for it. If I come to you, I will get something for my trouble, there will be no charity between us."He saw the pride return to her face, and she nodded. She looked to her son with pride again. "Big Cloud will be ready with the first rays of the sun." Fighting Hawk nodded and turned to leave.That night in his blankets Fighting Hawk saw the stars in all their glory. Events had not worked well to. Bec began “Well my friends bailed, all had dates”. She looked away hiding her emotion about being alone for the night. I smiled and lifted her chin from her chest “Want to hang with me”? My mind wondered as I slipped this out. With a cheerful look Bec replied with an emphatic “Yes, thank you that would be great.” Outside I hailed a cab and opened the door for Bec she slid in and for the first time I got a full set of how magnificent she looked tonight. A short black dress which hugged her in.