I live alone now as I threw out my live in boyfriendbecause I caught him in bed with my “I thought” bestfriend. The only company I now hav... is Enzo my 3 yearold black bouvier. It sounds daft but I talk to himlike he is human, telling him all my troubles andproblems, and the funny thing is he seems to understandand just sits there listening looking at me with hisbig dark eyes. The night I am going to tell you about changed my wayof looking at things and the way I think.I got home as. My girlfriend loves that song. And now her Dad is fucking touching my hard-on through my sweatpants, so, ya know, holy fucking-fuck.I'm still just typing away on my phone telling this story in real time because I'm so fucking nervous and I can't believe this is happening right now. What is happening right now? My girlfriend's fairly attractive father is rubbing my penis through my sweats, and he is starting to grind against me now with his own crotch and I can feel that too.I'm holding my phone. The doorway at the end of the hall was the only place we hadn't opened.While we were preparing to clear that room, we heard over the handheld radios that the curtains in the upstairs back bedroom windows had moved, so we now knew that the room was occupied. We just didn't know by how many. We approached the door, staying close to the walls.I hollered, "We know this room is occupied. Put any weapons down and yell that you're willing to give up. We will provide you safe passage to jail.. What’s the worst you’ve seen?’ She asked, partly out of morbid curiosity. ‘A fatal accident outside the prison in the eastern part of the county. An employee was turning left into the prison in his truck. There’s no turn lane, so he had to wait in the main traffic lane. A truck hit him from behind, which shoved him into oncoming traffic. A sedan coming the opposite way couldn’t move in time, and hit the truck head on. The driver of the car was deceased on the scene from blood loss, as her arm.