"Since before your father. I had a secret lover when I was your age and her name was May-Ling as well. I named you after her so I wouldn't forget her ...and hope her beauty and power would transend to you and it did. Your father and I got married because it was an aranged marrage by our families. Then I had you rite after we moved to America. Your father would alway be mean to me and threatend that if I left him that he would take you away from me and I would never see you again, and raped me on a. .. except... here in your house." "No way, Neal! If my mom found out, she would kill both of us! My dad, too!" I started stomping around in frustration. "C'mon, Bill! I can't pass this up! Listen, if your mom is at one of her meetings on, say, Thursday, we could both leave school early and meet up here. And I'll ask the whore to give you a sex lesson, too. How about it? We both'll get some real pussy!" Well, Bill was not that easy to convince. Took me ten minutes to finally get him to agree to. Strength. Compassion. Cleverness. The closeness drove my desire for her. I am a man, I will not tell you I need her, but I do. I need to touch her and kiss her and fuck her. I need to possess her as a man possesses a woman and is possessed by her in return. It’s as vital within me as my need to breathe. It drives me at an animal level, and it took much to resist simply tumbling to the floor with her and fucking her relentlessly without finesse. But being of nobler mind as well, I was able to. ‘Honey, there’s a bunch of reporters want to see you.’ Elise looked frightened. She looked from Dick to Darren, searching for support. ‘Come with me?’ she asked. ‘Of course,’ both Darren and Dick said. ‘Well, I um, well I guess I better get used to getting out of the way,’ Dick said after a moment. ‘But, but I meant both of y’all,’ Elise said. X.X.X Occasionally, Dick interrupted the reporters’ questions to remind them that that this was an on-going investigation, but for the most part, he let.