“She is nineteen, can make her own decisions and I would like to see you try and stop her.”“I can see you still have your attitude that you had ...hen you were younger. I ought to knock some sense into you to show some respect to me.”“You want to try it now dad, go right the hell ahead. I will knock you flat on your ass again.”“Steve, please listen to your father. Carol needs to stay here and finish school or she will never amount to anything,” my mother butted in.“I don’t want to hear anything. - Do not ask any questions honey, just do what I tell you, it will be better for everyone ...Fatima obeyed, sad a s a stone. She put her shirt over her head. As she was not wearing a bra, her father saw immediately her two cute little breasts, which had the same amber color as the skin of her legs. They were surmounted by nipples of a dark color, which Mohamed began to roll between the fingers of his right hand. They had a conical shape, which pleased Mohamed. He began to stroke them with both. I told her seriously??/ it’s your ass not mine and he’s already owning almost 3 more inches of your pussy than I can even reach!! She was trying to tell me she wanted to let him have it without actually saying it and I already knew that. I told her if you want to keep him around perhaps give into what he wants. She didn’t say much. Next time before he came over she was hitting the bottle hard. I was like your really tipsy babe but she quickly said, I’ve got my reasons. She was already upstairs. To be honest, I would have run the other way if I had seen this woman a few years back. The weathered complexion which reflected her age, the dark circles around her eyes and her skinny frame were not the stuff that dreams were made of, except for the fact that I was no longer a dreamer. ‘If we played strip poker,’ Nancy said, closing the door she had just opened and taking a step toward me. ‘I would probably lose anyway. Not very good at poker.’ I was going to agree, because she was no card.