Sometimes it makes babies but I’ve made sure that it won’t.”“But mama, why would he want to do that?”She squeezed me to her breasts again as...she answered, “Because it feels really good to both the man and the woman when they do that even if they’re not trying to make a baby. I used to do it a lot with your father but we aren’t together anymore and I was missing it.”I remembered seeing my dad’s penis sometimes when he was dressing but it was always short and floppy. That led to my next question,. I know a female body can't help it, no matterhow much she doesn't want it, but that doesn't stop them from gettinghumiliated when it happens when they least want it to. Of course I wasgoing to point it out to the cunt.- You're getting wet, nigger. Your body knows what it was made forI grinned and looked at her downturned face.- LOOK AT ME, nigger. You know deep down this is what you were born for; bred for.If she could get red, I'm sure she'd been lighting up like a neon lightwith shame, but. And other things. I hope I’m not catching y’all at breakfast.”“Actually,” he began with a chuckle, “we just finished dessert. Isn’t that right, Mable?”After a bit of giggling, the phone was passed to Mom, who seemed to be struggling a bit for breath. “Oh Charlie ... dear! I’m so glad you called.”“You OK, Mom?”“Fine, dear ... just fine,” she answered with a bit of mystery and huskiness in her voice.After more mumbles and giggles, Dad came back on the line. “Truth is, Charlie, I had a hankering. He Takes me to a Party in da hoodHe wanted to take me to a party sometime and we could make-out there?"Like when?" I asked."now if you want..." he said. It was a Saturday night after all."Sure, Take me away with you!" I told him.simple as that.And he did!We got a taxi ...and off thought the dark mean city streets, and soo into the very wrong neighbor-hood!oh my!"You sure this is the right place?" I gasped.He assured me that it was and that I would be safe with him.I am drugged for sexSo we went.