." as I left his room. I didn't really think much more about Andy's little imaginary invention after that. The next day, Delilah came over to our hous...e to play with Andy. She was the cute 12 year old girl who lived next door. And one day, I thought that she would probably grow up to be quite a looker. But at the moment, she was quite the tomboy. And probably something of a handful for her parents. I was always amused when Delilah played with Andy because not only was she a few years older than. “Open up that pretty little mouth, whore.”Holding his cock in his other hand, he smacked my face several times to get my attention, leaving a smear of cum on my cheeks and mouth until I did as he commanded, opening my mouth for him, gazing upwards at his playfully cruel grin as he watched me lick the cocktail of our mixed cum from his cockhead, making no protest as he simultaneously pulled my head towards him and pushed his hips forward so that I was forced to engulf the entire length. Had he. Your choice.”“Are you threatening me, Mr. Carmichael?” I asked him evenly.“That depends on whether you’re smart enough to take what I’m offering or not,” he said coldly.I turned to Mel.“I think he’s threatening me,” I said to her. “What do you think?”“I think that he should stop interfering in my life,” she said tightly.“I’m looking out for you, Melody, since you seem to be incapable of doing it yourself,” he spat.“If you were looking out for her when she met Stan Weaver, you’re either the. Then my dad hugged me, then John. Janice did also, kissing my cheek. Then Grandma Song, Jean, Auntie Liling, Mrs. Wong, and many others I could barely keep track of them all. Even Kim was there, with Xavier.Finally we were all in the break room and I was having a soda when my dad said that somebody wanted to talk to me. It turns out that it was a reporter from the school newspaper. The girl had been taking photos of the performances, thinking that it would make an interesting piece. But after.