A new day, a new me part 8

And on we go to part 8

Waking up to a cold bed is one thing, waking up with your Father opening your door at five thirty in the morning when you still have an hour left for sleep is not the most joyous ways to wake up. I look over to my Dad and see him wave me up and out of bed, he’s got his workout clothes on and I figure I’d better follow suit. I quickly get up and dress as he leaves the doorway. I get out to the ‘garage’, Dad converted it to a gym/fight room and by the time I get in he’s got pads on. I gear up for the onslaught and get on the mat across from him.

“Explain something to me boy,” Dad starts in with some easy left jabs I can deflect,” new clothes, new girlfriend, a lot of new girlfriends from what I can tell but no new friends. What’s the plan boy?”

“Plan sir,” I ask back keeping my guard up.

“You can think a lot of things about people son but don’t think I’m blind and dumb,” another volley of jabs,” Korinna is one thing but I know Katy and that Asian girl too. Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“Well I’m with Kori but all the girls choose me, I don’t force anyone to be around me,” I jab back with my right,” if they got problems with what I do and who I’m with then I don’t need them in my life.”

“And what do you do if I have a problem with it,” Dad replies.

Well shit, Dad not allowing my new life is about the one thing I can’t get past. He can put a stop to anything that happens in this house. No Kori or Katy or anything that I’ve done for myself over the past two weeks. The next thought to run through my head is I should have kept my left up as Dad catches me right in my temple with a sharp right. I hit the ground like a sack and roll to my back.

“Now that tells me all I wanted to know,” Dad says helping me to my feet,” You can do this Guy, you just remember to keep your guard up cause people are going to fight you for what you have.”

We continue sparring for another forty five minutes when Mom enters the gym.

“You are going to be later for work honey, and you Guy,” Mom turns to me,” School is cancelled for the day. Your sister and Katy are probably going to have some sort of plan for the day so I’m leaving you in charge while I’m out.”

The morning goes pretty smoothly, Mom trying to patch me up with the first aid kit. Liz and Katy start talking about what to do with the day when my phone blows up with text messages from Kori and Jun of all people. Kori is wondering if I can come over and Jun says he needs some serious help with his family. I tell Kori that I’ll be there but a friend needs help and let Jun know that I’ll have to come by this afternoon. Kori is fine but Jun says he needs me sooner, I tell him that I can’t leave now but I will as soon as possible.

I leave the girls to their plans in the living room and retreat to my bedroom. I flip my computer on to check the news about the school, Teacher’s Walkout. I chuckle and check a few shopping websites I can’t afford anything on.

After a few hours Katy pokes her head in my room. I’m still at the computer as she sprawls out on my bed.

“So I finally got the whole story from your sister,” Katy tells me, she’s wearing a schoolgirl plaid skirt black and blue colored and a black sleeveless tee with some band I don’t think the name is in English on it.

“The whole story or just the recent events,” I ask turning from my computer.

“Just the recent shit, you got fucked so you’re taking charge of your shit,” Katy says grinning.

“I just don’t let people fuck with me and mine,” I reply sharply.

“Well I’m just gonna guess that includes me so I have a question,” Katy starts propping herself up on her elbows,” Why did your dad hit you?”

“Honestly, I dropped my guard,” I manage to spit out while chuckling.

“Your guard,” She asks with a puzzled look.

“Yeah, my fists. Block punches and kicks, keep them from hitting you in the face,” I put my hands up like I’m fighting.

She starts laughing with me about it and we enjoy the moment. I decide to let her lounge and turn back to my computer and load my music off my computer. As soon as the first song hits I get spun around in my chair and I meet Katy’s gaze with a little surprise.

“Does your Dad beat you,” She asks concerned.

“Only on the mat, I’m too old for spanking,” I reply back with a smile.

“Does everyone have to fight with him,” Katy asks now getting on her knees in front of me.

“No just me, it’s training,” I reply as Katy starts pulling my shorts down.

Katy gets my shorts down off my hips and around my ankles, I’m not hard but that doesn’t last long as Katy starts stroking me with her hand. I notice her eyes, green eyes, and she’s got that wicked grin. I watch as takes the first three inches of my cock in her mouth slowly working back and forth. I lean my head back as Katy goes to work on my shaft, jacking the base with her hand and working her mouth on that last 3 inches. That tingle starts and I place a hand on Katy’s head to get more but she pulls it off and gives me the ‘no’ look with her eyes. Katy removes her hand from my shaft and starts bobbing her head up and down as almost as quick as I’d be moving her head if she let me move my hands, I try to put my hands on her head but as soon as I move them she grabs mine with hers.