I'm Sheridan Wesley. I'm eleven years old. I've always lived with my dad. He's the only person I've got. He loves me and I love him too. But soon our lives changed. Mine especially.


It was a sunny day in Blueville, a rural small town not far away from Tennessee. The kind of place where everyone knew everyone. My dad was one of the most popular and well-liked people of Blueville. He owned vast land and a big ranch.

I always loved working with him. I loved the farm life. I knew how to ride horses, milk cows, make butter, plant seeds and harvest crops. I was well loved by all my dad's employees and well known too by the people of the town. I was the little boy who always gave a helping hand.

The Last Laugh

"You didn't come to greet me this morning like you always do."


"Well, that isn't enough." I stood up from my seat and came over to lean against my table, close to him. He looked at me from head to toe in a slow manner that gave me the chills.


"I will have to punish you." I teased with a slight bite of my lower lip.


"How can I make it up to you?" he asked and I smiled.


"I'll think about it and let you know what you can do." I looked down at his trousers and noticed his dick print. I could clearly see a bulge. An idea came to my mind, "Do you want to drink some water?" I asked politely.


I smiled and made my way to the filter at the corner of my office. I filled a glass with water and made my way back to him.


When he reached to take it, I pretended to mistakenly pour some water on his trousers, right on the zip area.


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