"I let the abortive plea for mercy trail off. I have to be honest though. It wasn't because I knew they would not have mercy on me. It was because I w...as humiliated, and because I wanted them to fuck me. If Kenny had apologized and tried to send me back to my desk I would have pleaded with him to fuck me. Asking for mercy was the farthest thing from his mind now.Kenny chuckled and said to Gordy, "Well, boy, we can't send the poor girl back to work horny. That wouldn't be nice."He pulled me. He smiles. One of the most relaxing smile I ever saw on his face. His face was again glittering.He looked and me but his eyes looked at my erect nipples. I again caught him red handed.He sheepishly lowered his eyes, to my feet. “I am sorry” Again he said, with lowered tone.I started laughing. “My god, you are such a cutie.”I bend to his face, showing my big cleavage to him, and said “Ain’t you grown up man yet”He was clearly now seeing my cleavage, now with more daring. He attempted to take. Anu: so what you are doing.Me: Sitting with books, heyyyyy come to my home ya, no one till eve.Anu: Sure ?Me: Very sureeeeeeWe both was in touch till she reached my home.She reached by 11, myself closed the door locked it, she was smiling at me. I straight away went near her, lifted my baby and carried her upstairs to my room, made her sit on the bed.She was just smiling. I kneeled before her and bought my lips closer to hers, kissed her and started sucking her lips, she too was responding me. I remember showing up at my brother Farley’s funeral, and meeting his widow. I’d not seen any of my family since boarding an empty freight car after my freshman year of high school—I had to get out of there.The neighbors always thought all was placid in the Nickerson household, but my parents were both abusive sex perverts, and I’m afraid it had a permanent affect on us all. By the time I left, thanks to my father’s abuses, my brother Harlan had committed suicide as a transvestite prostitute,.