He's just not doing a very good job of being a dad. There's more to parenting than providing a house and meals.And a car. And any kind of music tutor ... thought I needed. When Mom died, I was a budding violinist. The night they buried her, I locked the door to my room and I played my violin, every sad song I could work up, and that night I determined that I was not doing credit to her memory with that level of skill. Love, yes. But something clicked and I decided that those evenings that Mom sat. I opened my mouth and swallowed a mouthful of urine to quench my thirst. He continued to hose me off with his piss until it was just a trickle. I opened my mouth and drank the last few drops.I noticed a few other guys followed us outside and were watching. I waived them over."Piss on me please" I said.I closed my eyes and opened my mouth; I felt warm piss hitting me from every direction. I swallowed as much as I could. It was salty, bitter, and yet refreshing at the same time. When they were. More

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