Nineteen years old, petite with shoulder-length blonde hair; she apologized profusely at my doorway until I invited her in for a chat.“I’ll be hon...est; I don’t see why I should accept your apology. What you did showed complete disregard for my property and disrespect for me period.” I paced left to right with a cold beer as she sat tracing my movements with her light-grey eyes, hooded by the peak of a baseball cap.“I’m really sorry, Mr Miller. I... I wasn’t thinking.” She shrugged her shoulders. We said our hellos to everyone, and unloaded the first truckload. We headed back to the apartment to get some more. We filled the truck up one more time, and made another trip to the garage. After getting back the second time, there were only a few things left, and I knew it would all fit in one load. We decided to take a break and have something to eat and drink a couple of beers. We sat on the bed and ate, and talked, catching up on the last couple of years. She started to get upset again,. Four years ago I was homeless, sleeping on park benches and begging for handouts. Unless you have been homeless yourself you have no idea how demoralizing it is. Dirty and hungry all the time, people either ignore you or are openly hostile. You become a non-entity, at the time when you are most in need of a friend you are the most alone. She was one of the few people who had shown me kindness during that awful year I lived on the streets, a twelve year old girl had shown more compassion and. Nice boy I was and am even now; I obeyed him and did lick his sword shaped, thick meat dong all over from balls to top end. Then he asked me to take his dick in my mouth and his hands came on my head to show me how to bob my head all around, so I could suck him off, nice. He kept encouraging me to take more of it in my mouth while breathing through my nose to avoid gagging and choking. Although his cock was much thicker and longer than any of my class mates at school; I think I performed better.