After the talk
All day long I anticipated the talk from my Pops when he got home...I could hear him telling me of how he worked all day and I did nothing and he would not stand for me having my little girlfriends over. If he only knew the truth, I could imagine how his face would have looked if he had came in to break up the little fuck party he thought I was having. How could I tell them that since my second year in high school their little boy had been turned into a fuck toy for guys. How could I tell them...