” she informed me with an empathetic smile. “ Also , he wants to move the magazine section to make space for the new release of game of bones.”I...sighed out as I left again. For godown .I was a little frustrated by this , It was the third time in the week , I was moving the science magazines. No one reads them anyway . But damn harold wants to keep them anyway. It was a long evening , moving books from godown to store arranging them on the racks.I was about to leave while harold was doing. I looked out at the boats trying to guess which one was his father’s. ‘That one, right?’ I asked pointing at a huge yacht. ‘Heaven’s no! He’s not that rich. That thing’s worth five and a half million. That’s his…there.’ He pointed out. It was beautiful! All wooden and nicely kept. Later I was to learn that it was a 1948 Cris Craft worth $350,000 at today’s prices. A beautiful woman waved to Steven. She had long blonde hair and was wearing a bright orange bikini. ‘That’s Susan, my sister.’ He. He threw himself on top of me and his body smelled slightly sweaty. He forced me to kiss and pushed my mouth open with his tongue. In the mean time he shoved is old cock into my pussy and started fucking. He pounded my cunt hard and deep. His fat belly rubbing against my belly skin. He roughly grabbed my tits and used them as handles to fuck me as deep as possible. He rammed his cock in my lovehole. he pulled out and shoved it in my mouth, fucking my mouth hard. Then back again in my pussy. He. Mum drove as I still did not have my licence.After we had dropped Sarah, we started the twenty minute journey home. Mum noticed how quiet I was. She asked me what was wrong, but even though we were always close I was too embarrassed to tell her. She persisted and I eventually told her. She suggested Dad should have a look at it when we got home. I was mortified and explained there was no way I wanted to even discuss it with my dad, never mind show him. We agreed Mum would look when Dad went to.