Shortly after that my father left home, my mothers debauchery knowing no bounds as a constant stream of men, made no secret of their loud and incessan... fucking, there were many mornings I awoke with the bitter aftertaste of strangers semen in my mouth, being occasionally facialized, primarily of my beautiful c***dlike looks, saw me driven, like my father, from the family home, and found me where I am now, lying in bed listening to my fathers machinations, almost three years from my first. Gordie moves fast toward the little group while calling out, “Hey, you two, leave off. Let him go!”One looks at Gordie and sneers, “Bug out or you’re next.” Gordie hasn’t yet learnt to tell them apart so he has no idea which spoke to him. However, it doesn’t matter because they’re in this together.On hearing Gordie’s raised voice the teacher, one of the regular school staff, looks up to see him hurrying into the small area in the building angle behind the steps. Wondering what’s going on there. . man...” Even my cousin was speechless.“I didn't know you were coming so soon,” muttered my sister.“Yeah... My English class was canceled,” I replied. I looked at her, and she could tell how mad I was.“Andrew... I...”“Slut!” I shouted at her.I walked away and went to my room. I didn't know what happened next between them because I was so furious that I decided to lock myself and play some loud music.Twenty minutes later, she knocked on my door. I opened it, and there she was, wearing white. There were acts going on, even here, in the main room that made me blush. It didn’t take much to imagine what went on behind closed doors. The clientele was almost exclusively human, while the ‘hosts and hostesses’ were, without exception, of fey bloodline; full and half-breed fairies, nymphs, satyrs, elves, even a well hung centaur or two. The crowd ebbed and flowed as I made my way through it towards the outer gardens, doing my best to ignore the looks and smiles I was attracting. While my.