I said son no problem you can go. He said that it’s not the problem, but he is loving a girl truly and she is also loving him truly and he wants to ...e truthful to her so I am not gonna fuck you anymore. It is sin which I have done unknowingly and said he has done wrong and made the one who gave birth to fuck her itself. I started crying he said sorry for everything and went. I cried the whole ni8 for involving the whole life of my son in it.Next day he went to school. Then I didn’t talk to. Me, I don’t feel I am any guys fantasy in real life. I have been down that road in the past, married 3 times and divorced 3 times. I have been working on myself in the gym and have gotten back down to my high school weight of 135lbs. My butt was looking good for 40 and I had used some of my “hard earned” dollars to get pampered over the weekend so I was hairless from head to toe for the first time ever and feeling pretty darn sexy. Got my hair done too! As the phone rings for probably the 10th. In the big house Dad and I were the only ones and in the dim light I loved playing piano, naked. I was so lost in what I was playing that I didn’t notice when Dad came in and sat down next to me on another stool. He was my step-dad, but as I never had any problem with him I always called him Dad. Dad handed me my drink and after taking a sip of it I kept playing. Dad was enjoying both the song and his drink. After finishing his drink he stood behind me with his hands on my shoulders. He leaned. Instead she saw not children but a man. A big man. A man that was pushing his way into her house. ‘Hey, buddy!’ She was scared.The man was big and muscular, at least 6’4, towering a good foot over her own slight body. He dressed in all black, and had black hair and gorgeous black eyes. Looking into those eyes, she could only stare, no longer pretesting his invasion of her house. ‘W-what do you want? You cannot be trick or treating.’ She whispered, unable to move. The dark man smiled, his.