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

I gathered some courage and pulled down my shorts then my boxers.


Sawyer's eyes were about to pop out of her sockets.


"Blindfold me quick so we get down to business."


"Good," I took the tie and blindfolded her very well. Then I took another to tie her wrists together.


"I know," I kissed her forehead, "Lemme go get a lubricant. Don't wanna divide you into equal halves."


I wore my boxers and left the room to go call Keith.


"She's ready. Don't speak throughout and turn off the lights. Good luck."


I chuckled and we gave each other a high five.


I went to  the apartment's mini bar and sat down, waiting. In a few minutes, I heard Sawyer moaning my name.


There was a mirror in front of me. I looked at my reflection, wriggled my brows and smiled at myself.


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