Damn, the surface is rough. Is that from the scar tissue???Yeah, I have scars on top of my scars and scars on top of them. I’m thinking about plas...ic surgery.? She began to rub the lotion in. ?That feels good, thanks. Do you feel like throwing up in the bathroom? You must be revolted.??No, I don’t and I’m not. What’s this stuff supposed to do???It’s supposed to soften the scars and flatten them.??Hmmm, how often have you done this???Tonight’s the first time. My arms don’t work right. ***A WEEK LATER*** It’s Friday night once again and I planned to relax but, like last time, I couldn’t. I got home from work at 6:30 today. Five minutes after my arrival Greg said he had to make a run to the store and left out. Before I know it it’s after twelve a.m and Greg’s not back. I called and text him repeatedly but no answer or reply. I sighed as I got sent to voice mail for what felt like the hundredth time. I decided to dial his cell one more time before giving up and to my surprise,. Dad had the pack with lunch and it was not long until he was out in front of us quite a distance.Pasha asked Allen if he liked the fun on the deck last night, he said HELL yes I loved it. Tammy asked if she can watch the next time they do it. Both Allen and Ted said sure if you like. Pasha asked when would you like to do it again, and Ted said as soon as we can. But Dad will have to leave us alone for awhile again. Just then Dad stepped out from around the bend in the trail and asked what. Thanks for writing to me after reading my first story “My Family Secret”. With all the encouragement and support that you people gave me I am continuing my story. Before that I want to tell you guys that I used to go to this lady called Kavitha and fuck her in front of her husband when I was in college. she told me about her story how she started this to help her family. she had two children. I am writing the story imagining myself as her son to make it more exiting. So into the story.