She doesn’t argue with me, will wonders never cease. The slightly thick slightly muscular latina female in front of me opens her menu and begins to look at what the options are as I’m pretty sure a plate of bacon and waffles with syrup are in my immediate future. The waitress comes back and we order something to drink, milk and juice and then our food which surprises me she doesn’t order small like I’m used to. The waitress steps away and I smile a little. “Go big on the free meal,” I ask and she shrugs. “Could be my last meal if I’m not careful,” is her quiet reply. “I’d like to think indian you’re smart enough to realize we’re past the death and killing portion of this evening so let’s make this a new experience shall we,” I tell her and she stops to think for a second. “Is your name really Guy,” she asks and it’s a question I haven’t had in a long time. “Yes, I like my name. Yours is Juanita right,” I ask and she nods. “You didn’t know my name,” Juanita replies and I chuckle. “A few of you had names that I knew but most of your friends I called a great many things. Not one of them is very polite but I do think I had and still have the right for a little name calling if I desire it,” I explain and she catches up to my use of the English language after a couple seconds. “Who were those people at the garage,” she asks and I stop her. “That is part of my business. I have family and we have reach, I’ve held back for a long time and now whether people who cross me or interfere live or die is at my discretion,” I explain calmly,” So you’re pregnant in truth or you wanted me to stop to buy you some time?” “I think I am, I haven’t told anyone really. Not anyone important,” she says and I feel a little honored given the situation,” Are you going to tell voyeur people?” “Hell yes. I am owed so very severely by you and your friends and yet you keep interfering in my affairs. You know he was mine, you could have asked me to stay and watch or at least cause him some pain before the end but you decided that taking it away from me was what you needed,” I start in and she gives me a confused look. “You said he was going to go quick,” she argues a little. “Yes but that was my plan and the only thing you thought about was your selfish needs. Might want to curb that a little when baby comes around,” I comment and she is really self conscious about it. “I don’t know for sure,” hands in her lap and staring at the table while talking. There were times I found indian myself staring at her generous tits stretching out her lab coat. I lay there, too exhausted to move. “Oh baby, I am so sorry. “Good boy, that feels so voyeur fucking good, look at you, all soft, so perfect…” Emma urged, reaching a hand up under her Warcraft T-shirt to squeeze her full heavy breasts, biting her lip as she stared up at the feminine boy clearly struggling to stay soft as the pleasure of her cock vied for control against his willpower. She now had all three orgasms. I’m sure you know I’ve admired them the best I could on many occasion.” It was a deep, intense composition that seemed to come from somewhere and nowhere. Dad doesn't need to know everything that goes on between us, for all he knows, we're just having a mother/daughter dinner and going to play a couple of rounds of bowling afterward. A silence followed. Just a smile when I think of the man that taught me how to love him completely .... Everyone got my message. I felt his warm breath over my neck and his hands gently caressed my tits over the bra. He was solid as a rock. I picked up our check off the table. I reached for her head and thrust it as far down as I could.