He tried to get up, but fell down; turns out he was also blind drunk. That was more why he was in the alley than his eye. I thanked God I hadn't been ...nvolved in the fight, or we'd both be in jail right now; I fight like a caged rat. So he got up, leaned on me after all, and we headed back to our room.We slept like the dead. I got the story out of him the next day: he'd gotten really drunk right away, and then this Hispanic guy with a goatee kept buying him Long Island Iced Teas. His thought. She din reply. She felt embarassed again n din reply. I told her don be embarassed i have already seen it n i want to watch it properly. She said no its bad i won do that. I told her its your pussy n ur tellin its bad. I pleaded plz show me n she said my son s sleepin in the other room he may hear i told her come to the other room she din agree but finally she came n made her nighty up n i saw it n touched it properly i told her i want to kiss it she din allow me by sayin it is not good it is. 'OK' was his reply, 'I believe you' and he added, 'If your not, then you never had it done here, promise me'. 'Sure, I promise' we both now had an understanding, he knew I was lying, and I knew he was keen to see me.His face lit up when I told him what I was thinking and he rose and brought in the small bust of the vagina. Sitting chatting matter of factly his fingers caressed ever so gently along the contours and folds of that model, I squirmed as I imagined him touching me in a similar. "But Torch, he, he," I never got to finish."Torch didn't kill your father," his forehead was now pressed to mine."Your father killed your father." But he said he cut the brake lines." Not on the truck your father was driving. He was drunk when he drove offthat curve. And I am so happy though that you have both Tyranny and Torchto help keep you safe. I think maybe that's why I was able to control himso easily, because he knew I wasn't a threat to you."I felt light headed again and moaned knowing.