I peeped through the crack in the door and saw my dad on top of another women. I watched my dad fuck this women and has I looked on my dad got off her...and started too head fuck her I opened the door a little bit to get a better view and has my dad cum on her face and made her swallow I relised it was my own sister! I went back down stairs picked my sandwiches up and went back to work. I couldn't get thought of my dad cumming down my sisters throat I replayed over and over in my head . The day. I was perhaps halfway down the first bottle when I realised I wasn’t alone. There was a little green man sitting next to me.“Are you a Martian?” I asked.“With an accent like this?” he answered, in a rich Irish brogue. “Care to share a drop of that whiskey?”I had five bottles. I expected two would be enough to kill me. I could certainly spare some for my erstwhile companion. I handed him the bottle and he took a swig.“Thank you kindly,” he said, “that’s fine stuff. Reminds me of my home. I laughed and nodded my head."Are you still Mustang nutty?" she asked. I nodded again and smiled at her."Well, imagine that you were broke and you needed a car. Someone just gave you a Camaro or a Challenger. You'd drive it and you'd be glad to have it, but deep down inside you wouldn't be happy. And that's what happened. Phil was a really nice guy. He tried his God damndest to make me happy. But in the end, it just didn't work out. I think I was happier than he was when he told me that he'd. Do you just Google "neurologist" and call them up? While trying to figure out basic life skills, you glance down at your receipt: no Coke.After eating, you decide to clear your head with a drink at your local bar. The cute bartender is working, which is always a plus.You tried the magic words a few more times with the others around you in the bar. "I think you should buy me a drink... I think you should move to that table... I think you should sing us a song... I think I should have some of.