I'm looking forward to the challenge."I stared at him. I wanted to cry and slap him. I wanted to scream. I wanted to laugh. He was telling me he didn'... care about me or the child we created together, he just wanted the rewards of working eighty hours a week and the toys his money could buy with that money. I should be happy. It wasn't up to me to choose everyone's path in life, whether children should be a part of it or not. It bothered me that he could be so insensitive and cold. I didn't see. I mean you live in a gigantic house in the best part of town. She can buy whatever she wants when she wants. That woman isn’t going anywhere.”“I don’t know,” he says putting his face into his hands for a moment. “I don’t even know what the hell is happening to me.”“What do you mean?” Ashley asks inquisitively. “You’re fucking me and she knows about it—big deal. Affairs usual get found out about at some point. At least this way, it’s already out in the open.”“It’s not that,” he says, dropping. I untied her left hand and signaled her for doggy position. Before she knew it, she was in that pose, me behind her, thrusting myself inside her. My hands seized her hips and her shoulders, occasionally pulling her hairs or smacking her butts till they got red and hitting her hard inside her pussy.Then I made her move to the nearby couch, pushed her over it and followed up. I was behind her, I directed her left leg over the couch to let me enter her from behind. She was stunned that I. My best friend Robbie, and his dad Bill took me in, for the summer.His dad was a contractor. Robbie went to work with his dad every morning. You could set a clock by their comings and goings. Up by four am gone by five, and back home at seven pm. I was unemployed, and because I really couldn't pay anything, for staying there. I cleaned the house, mowed the lawn, cooked and did the laundry. No one asked me to do it. I just did it to show my appreciation.One day I was straightening out the.