The food was excellent. I didn’t eat much, though, as I spent most of the meal just looking at the angel across from me. “What’s wrong?” she a...sked. I shook my head. “Not a thing. I just can’t get enough of looking at you. You make this dark room bright.” “Thank you, I think.” She beamed at me. “You’re so bright and sparkling. You just look pretty.” “That is so nice. I’m so pleased you think I’m pretty. I didn’t get to be pretty when Jerry was alive. He and his crew liked me to look hot, you. I couldn’t wait to get home. Dad arrived home about 15 minutes after me. I asked what he wanted for dinner and he said “surprise me”. I cooked up a chicken curry while he sat in the living room watching TV. I got undressed and called me to come and eat. “My or the curry daddy, what would you like?” he laughed and said “both”. He finished in record time. “Come here you naughty girl” he said and putting me over his knee he first smacked my bum and then rubbed my pussy. Needless to say it wasn’t. Brut. He lowered his lips onto mine and gently kissed me. I couldn't resist kissing him back. He seemed surprised a bit when he lifted his face and looked at me. My eyes were slowly accustoming to the darkness and now I could see, still barely, his facial lines. I noticed the light smile on his face before he kissed me again, this time not hesitating to use his tongue a bit, as he started rubbing my left boob and my outer thigh. I replied with my tongue and squirmed just a little bit. He broke. Next thing Sam got started,I tried to see what was happening but there was too much blood and Sam set to work with his pliers and knife and little clamps made from clothes pins and some cat gut from his fishing box and somehow he fashioned that cock skin into a cunt while I kept pumping that hand pump pumping from that hog in the yard through about ten yards of tube and into the guy's arm to stop him bleeding to death. "Hey, son get me a beer, will you?" Sam asked."What about the blood?" I.