What more could a dad expect? I closed my eyes ignoring the very subdued background voices coming from the bedroom.2006 – From Central America to To...go, AfricaThree days after my meeting with Sister Maria I was sitting in a plane on our flight number three – out of six on our route – with Pam. Without any warning I heard the words any father fears more than anything else in the world, as Pam came back from the plane toilet."Dad, I think my period's started."Yes, Pam started her first periods. The service was long, with numerous people going up to the raised dais to tell how great a guy Gary was when he was alive. In their own point of view of course. When the service was over I tried to sneak out the large double doors in the back but an old man cornered me, "Are you Tom, Sara's boy?" Yes sir."He smiled widely as he handed me a small white envelope. "I am sorry for your loss son, your father was a very fine man." Step father."He did not seem to hear. "I hoped to catch you here - you. Soon, however, hair was pulled and nails threatened to come out. Amanda gave Becky a scratch and Becky pulled out some of Amandas hair. I broke it up and set them both on opposite sides of the room. Youre sisters I said. Learn to get along. They proceeded to continue bickering, arguing loudly and driving me insane. I had enough. Their mother had given me permission to spank me, and I pulled Amanda over my knee first. Her shirt flopped down over her head, revealing her panty-clad backside to me.. We're not fucking afterall." What do you want me to do?" I asked."Just bend over and stay like for a sec. I'm gonnastop pumping and try to piss in you."And, I felt him stop most of the way in me."When you feel the piss coming out, don't worry, that's what we're doing this for...just let come out whatever wants to come out and we'll clean you up after," he said.As I responded 'okay' I could already feel him begin to piss in me.It wasn't the first time I had done this, but it was the first time.