Amidst the music and jeering I was totally focused on the task in hand be Hasan pulled me away from his brown dick and pushed me on the bed. I looked ...around the room and all of the other lads had stripped naked and were staring at me stroking their cocks. By this time, I knew what I was in for and there would be no way of resisting so I just relaxed and in a soft voice said “which one of your Paki studs is going to fuck me first”. The guys roared as they made their way towards the bed,. Then I custom built two doors to replace the tarp covers which I had been using during the last few weeks. I built a barn door style replacement for the tarp. It was a massive and heavy door but it was also secure and it even worked well.By the end of the second month I had completed the homestead’s required work. There was still plenty to do, but it could happen slowly. Moving my meager belongings into the space had been the turning point. I left the wood stove outside for the summer.Once I. I was the product of a one night stand. 2 fucked up adults mixing their fucked up DNA making an almighty genetic mess. My mother was too much of a crack head to bother with any antenatal care so I can only imagine the surprise and horror in the delivery room when out popped this tiny, limbless baby from between the legs of a strung out whore. Apparently she stayed around just about long enough to cut the umbilical cord before she left me. I was born very early and with many defects so I was in. Karissa was definitely moving close to me now. The hand that had been playing with her clothes inched towards my bare leg poking out from beneath the robe."You did?" I said. I wasn't listening to myself anymore. I was watching her lips."I did."We both watched as her hand made contact with my leg. It was almost a comforting, friendly gesture. But we both knew there was more to it than that. She had leaned over closer to my face when I looked up from her hand."I liked seeing you watch me,".