Now that Mom’s gone I need someone else to help me bust a nut, and you’re it, so congratulations, you’re a fag." But I don’t want to be a fag...."SLAP. The back of his hand hit me with such force on the left side of my face that I fell over on my back, stunned."Listen, boy. You’re gonna be a fag. Get used to it. You’re a homo. You’re gonna get butt-fucked and suck my cock. You’re gonna satisfy my dick, and I don’t give a damn whether you like it or not. You’re gonna learn to take my cum up your. Having realized it was morning, Jessica jumped from her bed and ran downstairs to the kitchen, still naked and dripping her fathers seed deposited inside her from the goings on the night before. With the type of party they had planed, it was decided that this was the way she would stay until it was party time. As they sat at the kitchen table munching bits of bacon, they discussed the day ahead and what would need to be done. Jessica would help her mother in the kitchen, preparing vegetables. He looked different then I got it. He was dressed like he was on his way to a rave. I hadn't bothered to dress myself, why bother, so all I wore was a pair of loose fitting thin white cotton drawstring pants. I expected sex was on the menu and you don't ware close to bed. It hit all at once, Kenny saw our relationship changing and this place as special. I opened the door, OMG, did he look good. He wore a silk top that did not hide his aroused nipples. I could feel arousal between my. Wallace, this is Rick Acosta. I work with your Uncle...”Sean recognized the name from the report that his uncle had given him and Amanda earlier about what had happened at the cabins, but hadn’t associated it with Kris Acosta having the same last name.“He has mentioned you,” Sean replied.“I haven’t been able to contact your Uncle and he said that I should provide any updates to you if he was unavailable.”“He is driving back to D.C. and is probably in some dead cellular zones from time to time..