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want?” he asked softly.
    “I want to feel
you from the inside,” I panted. I heard a foil rip and knew he was sheathing
his cock with a condom. I was in tuned with the noises in the background. I
heard the small rippling sound as he rolled the condom down his impressive
length. I anticipated the moment when I would welcome him into my body. Slowly,
oh so slowly, he entered me. He didn’t thrust or move. He laid slightly on top
of me with his cock buried in me. I moaned and he groaned, “Jesus, baby you are
so tight and extremely wet. I can stay here forever and never get tired of this
feeling of being inside you. What have you done to me, Rebel?”
     

     
    T HE SOUND OF arguing broke me out of my revelry. I
looked out the window and saw that Bailey was home.
    “Mrs. Sullivan, I
have to go. Bailey is home and it sounds like Victor is in a heated argument. Bailey
and I will be by later for dinner,” I said.
    “Alright Rebel. Be
careful,” Mrs. Sullivan said. I made my way to her door and stepped out. The
sight that greeted me made me want to bang my head against the wall. Victor had
Benny by the throat.
    “Victor, what’s
wrong,” I asked.
    “Jesus, Reby, I
thought you were with this fuckwad,” he said as he backed off and let Benny go.
    “Why would you
think that?” I asked.
    “I thought that
because when I rang the bell downstairs he answered. I asked for you and the
fucker laughed, but buzzed me up. I didn’t get a chance to knock on the door. This
scumbag was already waiting. He wouldn’t let me see you. He said you were indisposed
at the moment. What was I supposed to think?” he growled.
    Benny did nothing,
nor did he say anything. The dirt bag only laughed. I wanted to smack the
hilarity out of him. It didn’t take long for my mother to appear looking like a
hot mess. She came out in only her bra and panties. She looked high. Her eyes
were blood shot red, her hair was a mess and she was literally dry humping
Benny.
    “Benny, come back
to bed. I need you,” she said. What the hell? Is she for real?
    “Rebel, go pack
Bailey’s things and while you are at it pack up your shit too. You both are
coming home with me,” Victor snarled. I was struck speechless. What do I say to
that? I know he’s right. Bailey shouldn’t be subjected to this shit, but could
I leave my mother? Who would look out for her?
    “Victor, I
understand where you are coming from and I agree Bailey should return with you,
but I don’t know if I could leave my mother,” I said.
    “It’s not up for a
debate, Rebel. You are coming home with me. What kind of father would I be if I
left you here,” he said.
    “Victor, you’re not
my father. I don’t have a father, besides I’m all she has,” I said defensively.
    “I may not be your
father Rebel, but the years I lived with your mother I took care of you. I
treated you like my daughter. Yes, I’ll admit I was strung out half the time,
but once I knew about Bailey I changed. So yes, I might not be your father, but
in my heart Rebel, you are my daughter,” he said. Oh.My.God, I had no idea he
saw me as a daughter. Yes, Victor was an alcoholic drug user when he first
lived with us, but the minute he knew my mother was having his baby he changed.
He tried to help my mother get clean, but that was a losing battle. She was
clean for nine months. The minute Bailey was born and she was sent home she
left Bailey alone with me while she went out. She scored drugs that day and
didn’t return home until the following day. Victor got fed up and left. I was
hurt. I was angry, but most of all I felt abandon because he left me. He was
the closest to a father I ever had. I knew Victor was right. Bailey didn't need
to be subjected to this intolerable living arrangement. I knew my mother was
out of control, but due to the circumstances of today, I knew it was spiraling
into something sinister, and disgusting. Bailey had to leave. She needed to
live a life that was nurturing and healthy.