.. it’s no longer funny.” Dawn stated bluntly. “I actually resent your tiny little dick, sweetie.”“But I love you so much!”“Oh and I lov...e you.” Dawn said. “I just hate your penis.”John took a sip of his coffee and sighed. “So you just wanted to chat about my unfortunate manhood?”Dawn giggled. “No, sweetie. This is much bigger than that...no pun intended. You remember a few weeks ago when your friend Chase came over to watch the game?”“Yeah.”“And you went to bed early despite both of us calling. ...........Cadiz was pretty lovely a maze of narrow streets, it seemed as if theyhad tried to pack as much as possible onto the small peninsula. The "OldTown," in particular had a typically Spanish charm about it packed withlittle shops, caf?'s, bustling with people. I had tried to put Avril'sattire out of my mind but with locals and tourists alike castingfrequent glances at her as we walked along the narrow street's it washard to do. Mhari by this time had sensed my disgust at Avril,"Just. Some were on the men, but others were on their knees."Oh, come now," said Henry. "You can't know until you try. And you've no idea how empowering it is, fucking a guy until he cries." He stroked Simon's cheek.The boy was shaking.Claude's hand pushed up her dress, found her panties, and slipped past them. Renee repressed a shudder as his cold fingers wiggled into her."Take off his pants," someone called. "Let's see what we'd be getting."Henry glanced at Simon."You heard him, slut. Remove. Beep. Beep::"I did," she began, carefully. "Until quite recently, when my husband and I..." this could be interesting. But instead of going on in that vein, she changed course. "My daughter still lives there with her father, but..." and again. Wow, the woman changed course more than a deaf kid playing Marco Polo."... he has custody," was how she chose to finish. Yeah. I was lost, too. What I got out of it was that she and my father had started seeing one another before her marriage had.