I sent over the food for the wake, the grandmothers furnishing the cakes. I shocked them all by paying for the funeral, insisting it be done right, an... kept his mother in groceries for a year, giving the younger boys jobs to keep them off the streets. They went to Michael anyway, but he turned them down. “Stay straight, little brothers. This ain’t over yet, and your momma don’t need to lose any more sons.”Two weeks after the death Michael hit a butcher shop, killing a nephew of the boss and. No one knew where I was. He could keep me here until Friday if he wanted to. I began to wonder if we would we still be there in the morning, exhausted and emptied when the sun rose. I looked down at his member. I was anxious but intrigued despite myself. What could we get up to for that long? Who was coming? A friend? More than one?But something told me I'd be better off not finding out. So I shrugged."I'm cold," I said."No problem," he said. "Here."He picked up one of the dry towels still. I've been homeschooled my whole life so I've always been told it's fine to walk around the house naked. He also insists on me calling him daddy, nothing else. I don't mind, though, it makes me feel more safe with him.I blossomed into a young woman fairly early, my boobs had already fully grown and now my nipples always peaked out due to the size. Daddy sometimes flicks them as a joke. He also walks around the house naked, as he is right now, and even makes me sit on his lap all the time. He. He goes back to his apartment and returns with his laptop. As I look atthe pictures, I admit I would have had a hard time believing the girl Iwas looking at was really a boy. In one picture he is posed with hismom, girlfriend, and a couple other girls at a mall and in another he isseated at a restaurant with his mom, step-dad, and stepbrother. Myfavorite picture, however, is the one where he is reading a bedtime storyto his little sister."You make a very pretty girl," I say. "Have you.