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Subject: Looking for my Marine Daddy Chapter 1 (Incest) Please donate a few dollars to Nifty. They need our support. Do it because Nifty makes you feel good. I turned 13 today. Mama baked me a double layer fudge chocolate and Cherry cake with Happy Birthday Kenny written in frosting on top. Several of my friends was sitting on either side of me singing Happy Birthday. Behind me my Gram wheeled a brand new Mongoose 20″ Ledge mountain bike. My eyes grew large taking in my present. Mama may we go riding? After cake and ice cream she said. Gram sliced the cake and Mama scooped the Ice cream My friend’s had rode their bikes to my house. So we went out and peddled all over the neighborhood. Looking up at the sun I realized it was getting late so I decided to head home. As I approached home I saw a ambulance backed up to our door and my Gram standing on the lawn crying. What’s wrong Gram? It’s your Mama Kenny she just collapsed and I couldn’t wake her. A paramedic walked up to us and told us we could follow them to the hospital. Gram and I got her purse and keys locking up the house. We headed for the Medical Center. A very handsome Doctor walked out of ICU looking for family. Introducing himself as Dr Jordan. I asked how’s my Mama? Son he says looking at me with eyes full of compassion, I am sorry but there is nothing I can do. Gram asked how long does she have? Doctor Jordan said a couple of hours. Before istanbul travesti anyone could stop me I bolted into Mama’s room. She was hooked up to tubes of fluids and a machine was going beeeb beeep beeep. Mama opened her eyes and saw me standing there crying. Baby I am so tired she said. I need you to be strong for Mama. Gram walked in and asked if she could do anything? Mama said yes. Go home and in my address book you will find a name and last known address for Ken Johnson, get in touch with him and ask him to please come it’s time. Who is that Mama? He’s your Daddy, Kenny. Day’s later we, Gram and I was sitting in a Chapel in front of us Mama was laying in a beautiful rose covered casket. My head bent I didn’t see the blond hair, green eyed hunk step in front of me excuse me but may I sit next to you? Looking up with tears rolling down my face I could only nod my head. Sitting beside me I looked at his legs, they were encased in bright blue pants with 2 red stripes on the outside of his pants. I asked him if he was a soldier? Yes I’m a Marine. How do you know my Mama? I used to know her very well. But I haven’t seen her in oh 13 years. I just turned 13 a couple days ago. Who are you? I’m your Daddy, your Mama never told me she had a baby. I started crying harder and Daddy reached over and picked me up and held me on his shoulder. Making shh shh noises and rubbing my back. After the kadıköy travesti funeral Daddy came back to the house with us. Gram heated a casserole donated by a neighbor. I could barely look at him. I realized early why my pecker got hard I either had too pee, or I wanted to play with it. Daddy had a flat top haircut and full pink lips. A square jaw very handsome. When I would look at him I felt something thicken, finally realizing it was my pecker. Daddy was watching me eat, smiling he said you look just like your Mama. Mama’s eyes were bright Royal blue, Daddy’s are apple green, and mine are aquamarine. Gram spoke to to Daddy about my future, like where was I going to live? Was he staying in the Corp? Did I need to pack my clothes? I just sat there holding my breath. What if he didn’t want me? Maybe he had other kids a family? After all he only just met me what’s there to like? Daddy spoke directly to me, Kenny please look at me!! I lifted my eyes and he was smiling at me, would you like to live with me he asked? Where do you live,? Oh I live in North Carolina on MCAS Cherry Point. Gram said your Daddy is a Fighter Pilot smiling. Do have other kids? Are you married? Do you like little boys? Laughing Daddy said hang on partner let me see, No you’re my only kid, No I am single and No I don’t like little boys. I could actually feel my face fall, Daddy spoke again and said I only Love one boy, bakırköy travesti You. I felt my face screw up as tears slid down my cheeks. Daddy picked me up and was calming down. I said didn’t you want me? Oh Kenny of course I would have wanted you but your Mama never told me about you. She told me after you turn 3. She knew she was going to die and gave you to me. In my house I have framed pictures of you at every birthday. I have been in love with you for 10 years. I am going to work very hard to make you happy Babyboy. I then let out a big yawn, chuckling Daddy said Bedtime kiddo holding me like a bride.Gram stood up taking my face in her silky smooth hands. Kissing me goodnight she assured us she would clean up saying you boy’s go get some sleep. Daddy carried me upstairs to my room. He set me on the bed looking at my posters of the History Channel’s drama Vikings. A particular favorite image is of actor Travis Fimmel playing Ragnar Lothbrok. Pointing at it Daddy asked is he your favorite? Yes Sir I said you remind me of him. I took off my clothes off and put them in my hamper. Laying back I watched Daddy remove his clothes except his underwear. He was wearing really snug and short camouflage boxer briefs. Did I mention they were Snug? Daddy had a very big pecker. Turning out my light he pulled the top sheet back and slipping off his briefs slid in between the sheets laying back on his pillow. I turned towards him, reaching over me he pulled me close. Speaking quietly he said I love you Baby. I love you to Daddy. I rubbed his pecs falling into a deep sleep. To be continued in Chapter 2. If you would like to share your thoughts. Email me ail

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