Wow, only probably the best writer of fiction anywhere. Of course he would want something when I had to do something else. I sighed."No," I told her.S...lence greeted me and I started to think we had been disconnected."Hello? Still there?" I asked."Franklin, you can't possibly mean that. It's John Royce! He has won more writing awards in the past ten years than anyone ever had in a lifetime. He gets six figure advances from his publisher, if he even hints at an idea for a book. High six figures,". ‘Chuck, this is my daughter, Patty,’ Dad said. ‘She and her friend Rick are here to visit us for the holidays.’ It was clear the message my dad was trying to convey. This man’s stares must have been more obvious than I thought. He readjusted his eyeballs and started awkwardly fumbling over the canapés on his plate as soon as he heard my dad say the words ‘my daughter.’ He couldn’t look me in the eye when he stuck out his hand to shake mine . I really didn’t want to shake this man’s hand. I knew. .?I wont go into the unnecessary details of how Shirley convinced steve for this but ultimately he put only one condition that he can never give me so much love like he loved shirley.. I knew this but I was more than contented for the fact that I finally had become a part of them.. I would spend the rest of my life with man I loved and a my most loving sister.. I didn’t want anything else..Next day, all arrangements were made by Shirley for our sex.. when the night came upon I insisted that. "Slowly fucking my mouth with short, easy strokes, he told me"Make me feel good, and you'll feel good." Now that I had tasted him, I figured I might as well get itover with as soon as possible. Doing as he ordered, I marvelledat the feel of his cock in my mouth. The taste wasn't anythingspecial, but the smooth, sensitive flesh felt strangelyinteresting upon my tongue. To my horror, I realized that it wasa feel I might come to enjoy. "Very good, sissy. Before long you'll love sucking.