Joe knew when Abbey’s next free day in the month was, so that was the day that he invited his chosen group to come to his apartment. He set the time... for late afternoon because he wanted to be sure that Abbey would be out in the morning doing her normal monthly visit to the money exchange at Mhuiller in order to send money to her family.Joe knew that after she sent money, Abbey liked to spend a few hours wandering through Malls and window shopping – only occasionally buying something for. The tone brought so much confusion into me and I felt nervous. “You tell me what is wrong right this instant.” “Why?” I asked him, not bringing my eyes up from my plate, I did not want him to see that I was about to cry. “I didn’t mean to yell baby,” he softened his tone and set down his fork. “I am just worried about you and you won’t help me out here. Tell me something. Tell me anything.” “I am just tired,” I said quickly, putting down my fork and pressing my plate to the side. “I am going. I used to masturbate thinking about her many times. I had seen her cleavage many times and I always used to think about sucking those boobs.I use to flirt with her and she never used to mind that. So I started gathering courage and slowly I started getting physical with her and used to press her boobs. She never said anything about it. I wanted to fuck her but never got a chance to ask her. One day she came to my home asking for milk as she had guests over her place. I was alone in my house at. “You must be Frank,” she said, extending her hand. “And you’re Marie, Joe’s daughter, my pleasure.” I replied. I don’t know what possessed me, but instead of shaking her hand, I bowed continental style and gently kissed her hand. She laughed delightedly and proceeded to turn off the outside sign, the barber pole, and lock the door. “Safety first, Dad always says,” she said with a laugh. Then Marie settled me into the chair for my trim. As she began actually cutting my hair, I realized.