" But the money they raised was used to pay for breast augmentations and plastic surgery to improve the lot of plain, underprivileged girls who otherw...se might not be able to make a living with their bodies."What's Becky doing tonight?" Kathy asked as they pulled into the parking lot."Oh, she was so cute. She came into the bedroom while I was waxing my pussy, put her hand between my legs and cooed 'oh, Mommy, you're so smooth'. Then she asked 'can I come with you and Kathy tonight?' in that. The Casamigos and the Herradura were my favorites for ‘sippin’ tequilas, but Patron silver and gold were good too, in a pinch.I figured it would be a long time – like forever, before any new production would start. Unless I started gathering grapes to make wine. Now that was a thought.Oddly enough, although the people who ran the machinery weren’t alive anymore, a lot of things were still running, as it were, on autopilot. I suspected everything would begin gradually winding down as fuel ran. What happened?" I take a deep breath, only to start suddenly cryingagain, prompting dad to give me a heartfelt hug."Let it out, son, let it out," dad says as I cry into his shoulder."She slept with my best friend," I blub."God, you just don't get any of the breaks, do you?" Dad sighs. "Is thisthe same 'best friend' who gave you this?" Dad asks, pointing to myswollen lip."Yeah," I sigh."Some friend," dad chuckles. "Obviously if he'd done that to you nineyears ago, well, let's just say I'd make. Lets have it, I want all the details," she insisted, softly caressing. "Let me see it anyway, I want to make sure you're not deformed or something." No fucking way," I protested, but at the same time was secretly pleased and excited. I knew immediately that I wanted her to see my penis, to touch it, to hold it. Pretending to argue, I finally undid the top button and lowered my zipper slowly, allowing my hardness to jump into view."He's not bad for a sixteen year old," Soph said grinning, but I.