It was the least I could do after all he had done for me. I knew how he much wanted to destroy me in that moment. He was destroyed on the inside after...all. I knew it and it was my fault. I felt him pull his knife out and open it, he put it at my throat. After you say Yes Sir when Im done with this statement, I dont want to hear another fucking word out of your mouth or you will never say another word again. Do you understand me? I was shaking like a leaf, and nodded frantically, Y-yes sir. I. I could only see a few things and couldn't understand at the time, but my mom filled in the gaps later in life. My mom's boss was a big, fat, black man called John. He was about 40 at the time, married, and ugly looking. My mom was 17 or 18. John had been harrassing and touching my mom since day one, saying she could have anything she wanted if he "owned" her. The day after we left grandma's place, my mom was determined to get through. I don't know if it was circumstances, or she needed and. I shut the door and noticed a hole in the wall. I start changing the channel and I heard a chair move. I could see thru the hole and a guy was there and he started stroking himself. He put his fingers thru the hole and he kept playing with his cock. I was nervous but kept watching him stroke himself. I wasn't ready and after a few minutes he got up and left the room. I thought that I missed my chance and I thought to myself that if somebody came into the room that I'd put my fingers thru the. I went into the kitchen and saw mommy lovingly preparing dinner as I grabbed a silver can from the fridge. She looked at me as I closed it. “It’s for Daddy!” I said, worried I’d get into trouble. “I know hun, off ya go.” She said with a smile and went back to what she was doing. I came back to find Daddy loading some green stuff into his pipe. He hadn’t ever smoked while I was awake before so it really caught me by surprise. I handed him his beer and watched his every move as he lit the.