It reminded me of when my father used to read to me.”
She looked sad, “He used to read to me, too, when I was little.”
He was in Canada, working on an oil rig. Redtube Guys don’t like me, not guys my age.”
“What do you mean?”
“Like I’ll be at the mall or at school. “Wow. It really was hairless and smooth, like she said, and creamy but with pinkish lips. “I know.” I had known that it was a loosing battle anyway. Thank you.”
“No, thank you. “I promise.”
“You can’t jack off, not while I’m there.”
“I won’t, I promise.”
“Okay.”
She giggled. .”
“You want the house to yourself,” my mom said, but she was smiling her thanks at my stepfather over my head. She started to cry.
