"Why don't yous all have a seat," he said, as he took off the wet showercap, thus revealing his lustrous black mane and raising more whistles ofastoni...hment from his visitors."Is that really you, Dad?" Frankie asked.? "Jesus, you look like PamelaAnderson with black hair.? This has got to be some kind of joke or maybeplastic surgery gone wild." No, son, no, it ain't no joke an' it ain't plastic surgery," Tony said,praying that he didn't start crying in front of his own children.? "It'sme, your. Lucky's cock was piercing the crotch of a pair of tattered panties. There was blood on them. Lucky had hurt some poor woman. Angela, half naked, leaned down and hugged Lucky. There could be consequences if he was tracked back here. He could be neutered. Angela could be charged with whatever Lucky had done. What she did to her dog could be discovered. Lucky leaned over and licked Angela's breasts. They were sensitive just now. They were more than sensitive, they were lactating. Lucky cleaned. " She put her finger on my lips and bent over me. Her face inches from me and her fine Croatian body right there. I could feel a thunderous erection developing. "I'm not hungry, Aunt, I mean Jane." When I spoke her name like that, it had the effect of leveling the playing field, even if I was a young inexperienced punk who hadn't even reached second base at that point in time. "What, a strong young man not hungry?" Her eyes seemed to dance at this, as if she were asking a totally different. As I washed my body, I found that I was touching myself more than usual when I cleaned my personals. That’s what I call it. It is either that or perhaps the just as appropriate, “down there.” I know Steve’s stock of words is much broader than my own, but I just find the other kind of talk to be dirty, bordering on vulgar. My mind was all over the place. I was definitely confused as well as hurt. What he said really stung. He has never been satisfied with who I am, always wanting more, always.