Tabhi daddy ki death ho gayi thi. Ghar mein sirf mein didi aur mummy hi bache. Hum log puri tarah besahara ho gaye the. Kafi samjhane par mummy dusri ...hadi ko razi to ho gayi magar hame daddy ka pyar na mil saka. Dusre daddy kaafi sakht kism ke the aur unki age bhi kaafi thi. Pehle se unke 3 betiya thi. Pyar krna to dur wo hmse bat bhi na karte the. Mjhe apne daddy ki bht yad ati thi. Mgr didi aur mummy halat se samjhauta kar chuke the. Mummy zyadatar samay daddy ke sath bitaati thi. Aur me. Flick, flick. A rock concert. No significant other. Her heart leapt. Maybe she really should put the moves on him tonight. Flick. Her heart stopped. A selfie of Nick, seemingly at home in his football gear. What a hunk. Flick. He had removed his helmet. Flick. And his vest. Flick. He was tugging down his pants. Her finger hovered. But not for long. Flick.Holy shit! Holy fucking Christ! There was Nick Franklin, Patriots quarterback, wearing a pair of very elegant ladies panties. And seemingly. She embraced me tenderly, told me to go straight to the garden, that she must seek some repose after all that had happened, and we should meet again at midday meal.I did as desired, full of sweet thoughts at the exquisite delights she had afforded me, and already longing for the afternoon school hour to renew the enrapturing union of our souls and bodies. Miss Evelyn did not come down to her luncheon, but had something sent up to her room.However, she joined me in the school-room at two. "B..but, are we even going to be allowed to drink as we are? I'm not too sure of the status of women on that subject"!"Great ? now you have to bring it up" William retorted, and hushed Carl's protestations that he did not have a lot of choice in the matter as the doorman spoke."Good evening ladies" he greeted them, not noticing them bridle at being addressed in this way. "And is there something I can do for you"?William had to force himself to raise his lowered eyes before he could reply."Yes,.