My name is Kelly and I’m now 20, and a sophomore at a large university in the town where I went to high school. I’ve lived alone with my dad since... my mom ran off with some budding rock star when I was 7. I’ve seen my mother intermittently since then, usually at the clinic where she goes periodically to dry out from the booze and d**gs that are her way of life, but she’s never really been a part of my life. Even before they broke up, it was Daddy who was always home for me, not Mom.What’s a real. I fell asleep looking forward to a drunk Ceri waking me up for a raunchy fuck while she tells me how much of a dirty slut she’s been. While in a deep sleep I got woken up by Ceri standing at the edge of my bed total naked. I could smell sex on her. She wasn’t that drunk, but I could tell she had a drink. She had turned the lamp on and you could see red hand print marks all over her curvy arse cheeks, were they’d been slapped.She jumped into bed and had my already throbbing cock in my hand. I. .. want to go in with me? We could get a cup of coffee or sandwich while we wait. It's on me, that's the least I can do."Janet sighed sadly. "I really wish I could, but I've got a big shoot in about thirty minutes, so I can't stay, but I'll fix the hose and then leave you with the antifreeze. All you'll have to do is pour it in until it's full, twist on the cap and you'll be ready to roll."Janet replaced the hose and then showed Sara where to pour the coolant and how to make sure the cap was. It didn’t matter if their family wanted to come here.Soon a guy and girl came around with a cart filled with cellphones. Each fully powered up with a name and picture on the protective screen plastic. It was hard not to laugh when I watched the boy and girl’s rigid routine. Molly made a lot of new friends, I see.The guy would get a person’s phone, move around behind them, place one of the kid’s index finger on the fingerprint reader, their thumbs, and finally their other index finger. Once sure.