"Which is your favorite piece of ass?" giggled Marci when they were in the enclosure with the animals."That one," said her big brother, pointing to a ...rown and white nanny goat. "She's got a hot little pussy." Now what happens?" giggled Marci, still unable to believe her big brother was going to fuck a stupid goat."You'll see," he answered, lowering his zipper and whipping his thick, limp cock out. Flipping his prick around with his fingers, Kirk stepped in front of the brown and white animal. Some girls play up to me, specially if they see me in the same spot hour after hour, which was usual on cold evenings where I might have to wait for hours for girls to come along without coats on, which some did. Two girls walked past once, obviously seeing me and laughing to themselves, and when they’d got a few feet up the road, stopped and skirt-raised, flashing their knix and making me instantly start to pump into my pants, making it as obvious as I could for their very amused. I did not really like doing it that way, but I know, I do not have a choice,” Sheila admitted, in a low subdued voice.‘I am glad you understand your position. It makes it better for everyone, especially you, since we will also be letting the guards have access to you over the next week,” Jason told Sheila.However, the young coed had no concept of what she would have to endure when she was made available for the thirty-six guards at the Mandeville Arms to use. They made Sheila available for any. The names are changed to protect identities just as previous parts. It is said ‘life is like a river that flows always changing.’ I’m not sure where that saying came from but, it reminds me that my story is about one man’s life with all the variations and is not about some pity request. I was going to leave this story alone, keeping it just about a single man’s strength of will and intent to raise his son in safety. This is a true story for the most part and, while about 90% of it is true there.