It was quite a while later that I awoke. I was not quite surprised that she was still sitting there.“I think it’s wearing off,” I said, kinda sl...urred actually.“Dad, they say you’re going to be okay, but only if you do as they say and take the meds and all of it,” she said. You have to do what they say daddy. You’ve got to give me the chance to get to know you. You can’t die! Okay?” she said.“Maybe,” I said.“Maybe! What maybe!” she said. I waved her silent, weakly waved her silent.“I need to. Just try a BBC one time and I can also promise you you will be questioning your sexuality after. I know I did the first time I had a cock up my ass. My first cock wasn't a BBC but it was 8 inches and very thick. It was violently forced into my poop shute by an older man who could care less about my feelings. The emotions I felt before during and after the actual fucking were AMAZING. I cried, I begged, I screamed, I smiled, my body was involuntarily moving itself to match the rythym of the dick. . you know. With all that rubbing up against me like that, it's more than I can take! If we keep doing that, something might happen! We really, really can't do anything like that again. Absolutely." Okay, Mom, okay. Sorry." He sat on a stool by the kitchen counter, buried his head in his hands for a minute, and tried to get a grip on himself. He wasn't sad; he just needed to control his horny urges. Fuck. I think I'm going to have a nervous breakdown if I don't get to fuck Mom soon. Fuck! What. I looked at Leslie who was wearing a uniform from Hooters. She had on the white tank top and shiny orange shorts. She was also wearing tan pantyhose and instead of sneakers, she had on white pumps. I thought she looked great, a little hokey for the contest but great nonetheless. I could feel Emma still shaking with laughter beside me. I wrote down a score of 8, most because I had never scored with a Hooters girl before and that would be hot. The ladies all looked at us and Emma looked at me. We.