He ignored me. My blows glanced off him like raindrops. He pulled his dick out and pushed it back in, a bit farther. Then again and again until he was...all the way in. “You would.” He groaned. “You would let someone stick their dick up your ass. You’ll let me fuck you in the ass to save your daddy, won’t you, Tina?” And he fucked me. He fucked me longer than all of them put together. They started to laugh and jeer and I saw my father’s dick start to twitch in anticipation and decided to hurry it. My first instinct was to sit next to one of the pretty girls who were chewing their pencils or twirling their hair trying to act like they were interested in derivatives and standard deviations. I made no such pretence and thought about having a nap. I was interrupted when a fellow braver than I was sat down next to me. He was black, slender and fairly obviously gay. He was wearing a sort of head scarf but other than that he was just in jeans and a t-shirt. How did I know he was gay then? Easy,. I had to have breakfast with her and I had to stop by her room each night for a goodnight kiss. Most nights, that was only the start. She was a very affectionate mother.I slipped on the silk Japanese robe she had given me and padded out barefoot past the Olympic sized swimming pool in the bright California sunshine. My parents were both very successful screenwriters. My mother had stared in some feature films before she discovered that there was more money and less hassle in writing and selling. “If I do it badly, you won’t want me to do it again, will you?”“Always the smarty-pants, aren’t you, Mr. Love?”“Mom told me to make sure I filled the car with gas, before I got home, do you mind, future Mrs. April Love?”“Ooohhh, I love you Michael.”I found a Chevron station, paid cash at the pump, and filled it up.“Now what?” I asked her.“Find a place to park, please?” she asked.Not knowing what she had in mind made it seem even hotter. I carefully drove to and parked at Cherokee Park, a known.