I fixed it up so that my father, who is confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life thanks to that drunken bastard, could have the freedom to go...where he wanted to."He also has a permanent butler slash chauffeur, or general factotum I suppose you could say, to help out my mother and to take some of the burden."I guess what I'm trying to say, Estelle, is that I love my father and I would do anything for him, anything to make his final years more comfortable, and I most certainly would not. . . .I must have thought myself to sleep at one point, because next thing I knew my alarm was sounding. I got up and jumped into my bathroom to take a shower. As the water washed over me, I kept thinking about what I should wear to school. I had plenty of clothes, and the first day back to school is a big deal so I needed to wear something good. However, I've never been known to wear the whole shirt and tie thing to school, so I settle on my favorite t-shirt and a pair of jeans as I get out of. His balls started to get wet from my slobber. And I was already dripping wet too. I looked up at him, and he had his eyes closed, moaning softly to himself. My heart sank, I couldn’t believe I was actually pleasing him. I undid the top of my shirt, and pulled my breasts out, then kissed his hand and asked him “Is that good?” He looked down at me saying, “It's perfect.” He then reached for my breast. I raised my self a little to let him touch them as I jerked him off, slowly squeezing his tip.. “But that doesn’t make up for what you did. You raped me. If you think some dinner and wine will make me forgive you, you are sorely mistaken.” She said waving her finger at me.“You are right. I did rape you. And I will rape you again.” When she heard that, she leaned back in her chair in shock. I think she was still processing her situation. Trying to make sense of it. “I can tell you now, I will continue to rape you whenever I want. If you fight me, you will get hurt. If you don’t fight me,.