My daughter has mistaken my kindness for weakness. She's of age but still lives under my roof but does she show her old man any respect? Fuck no, she's out all hours of the night doing things that just thinking about brings my heart to a rapid beat. One day she interrupted my reading with the presence of a black guy whom she's been dating...much to my dismay. She then proceeded to make out with him and then do things to him that I used to do to her mother when we were that age. I still can't believe my dear Allie had an interracial encounter feet away for the man who helped give her life. The screams and moans she made still echo in my head. I've allowed her to see and fuck who she wants as long as I never ever have to see it or hear about it.
