It's because he's not my real father.That night, Angelina was sprawled out on her bed, wearing nothing but her bathrobe and a silky pink nightgown, re...ding a book. Her hair was drawn into a smooth knot at the back of her head.There was a knock on the door. "Come in!" Angelina hollered.James, her father, stepped inside. "Hey, angel. Your mother told me that you asked about your adoption today." Why didn't you ever tell me I was adopted?"James sat down on Angelina's bed. "Well, angel, we just. " "I have also read thereviews. I'll bet you're a little frustrated at what the readers areasking for, aren't you?" What do you mean?" James asks."Your readers want longer stories, or more developed stories, or lessconfusion as you're mixing up the characters. Even I've noticed that someof your stories are a little homosexual or lesbian. Are you going tochange your format? Are you going to write longer stories or try to keepyour characters straight to make your readers happy? You've been. As he stroked my dick, my balls felt like they were getting wet. As Tom stroked me, my pre cut ran out of me like a faucet. After a few minutes of stroking me fast and slow, I felt his fingers moving between my butt and balls. As he pressed his fingers against the area a glob of pre cut pushed out. I could feel my butt getting wet as he milked my dick. My breathing quickened as he moved his hand fast then slow. As that feeling of wanting to pee built up I didn't fight it. This is what I was. Then a couple nights ago, she called me." Really!" Yeah ... she wants to see me sometime" So... ?" Well, I got the feeling she's kind of the 'needy' type. I don't really want to get involved right now."He looked as if he was affirming something to himself."I just want to keep it in the 'circle of friends' kind of thing." I know." Brad was still sort of hurting from a breakup from before I met him."It's up to you, Brad, she's a big girl, just make sure she doesn't expect too much"The next day,.