As I said, very unusual.”Cautiously, I responded. “I don’t know any other single father raising a teenage daughter, so I have no point of refere...nce.”Peals of laughter echoed from the living room.Alia smiled. She nodded towards the laughter. “That’s what I’m talking about. Sia’s such a well adjusted girl. She’s quite mature for her age. You must have a wonderful relationship with her for her to turn out so well.”Relieved, I grinned. “We have an understanding. Sia lets me decide everything,. One day theyare an average kid from the Midwest, but a year later their English iscompletely gone and they only speak Spanish. If a sissy can't be sold(something that rarely happens) I can simply wipe her memories, leave heronly with Spanish comprehension and then let Immigration Services catchher turning tricks in the barrio. They won't be able to identify her, soshe'll get deported and who knows, maybe she'll be happy living out therest of her life in Mexico?The memory wipe is the most. So I turned down a dark gravel road and pulled the car over to the side."What do you think, Trish? Isn't it big?" Vicky said as she pointed my cock towards the back seat.Mom didn't say a word, just continued to watch as Vicky slowly stroked up and down my cock."Wouldn't you want your mom to do this, Chris?"I kept my eyes on Mom in the mirror and slowly nodded, letting my unthinkable feelings I had for my mother overtake me once more."What do you think, Trish? You want to touch it?"Mom had a. "I don't care myself, but you know how the attitudes in this town are." It's true," Brett said. "Chrissie and I are lovers. We have been since before we even got here." Jesus," he said. "Couldn't you have... you know... kept that under wraps for a little while longer? At least until the mood settles down?" Nope," Brett said. "I'm done hiding things. If the town doesn't like it, they can kiss my ass."He walked over to Michelle, leaving Paul to stare after him and wonder if he was mad. Chrissie,.