I love my dad
It had been 6 months since we came back from , mum had moved out and was living with a black man she met at work and she seemed very happy I had two black boyfriends after our holiday but they were useless and were nothing like Peter or Toby who were shagging me on holiday I was so disappointed so I stayed at home and lost interest. Dad still went to the club twice a week and would come home drunk as usual, I would help him up to bed and undress him and tuck him up I think he missed mum but he never said anything. Dad didn’t need to work because he had won some money on the lottery there was enough so he could have a year off before starting work …