“Papa, you don’t have to worry. I’m not going to rape my own father. I don’t swing that way, though from what I can tell, you do. I will not j...dge you for that, nor will the Gods. You are what mortals call bisexual. There is nothing wrong with that. Look, I am not out for your blood, but I do want to know ... did you know that my mother was pregnant with me when she aborted me?” the stranger asked him.“Who are you? And what are you talking about?” Louis was honestly confused by this whole. We made small talk over dinner. She asked me how college was and how my studies were going on? I told her it was going on well. We sat down to watch a movie after dinner. She got up to get us both some ice cream. She gave me the ice cream and excused herself saying she needed to change. She soon came out wearing her night gown. She came and sat next to me. We continued watching the movie. She asked me to get up and switch off the tube light and switch on the night lamp as it was too. She moaned with pleasure softly and began twirling his hair. He kissed down her belly and undid her shorts pulling them down. Her panties had a little wet spot on them so he pulled them down to see how she was doing. He stuck a finger in and she gave a little yelp. She was not ready for him just yet.He leaned down and licked her clit. She gave a half yelp and half moan and more pussy juice came out. He smiled and began licking her pussy lips well massaging her clit. He body clenchtched at the. Some girls went to New London, to The House of The Good Shepherd, a home the nuns ran for unwed mothers where they stayed until they had the baby and then it got adopted out and the girl moved back home. This was long before birth control and easy abortions. Theresa didn't do this though, she stayed right at home. Her dad restricted her to her house, but she could sit out on the front steps if she wanted to. She was sitting there on the front steps of her porch that cold day in February. She.