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“Well, my sex life aside,” you say, feeling the mention of this is probably the right way to appeal to this guy, although it makes you feel a little dirty to appeal to him, “you must be Billy’s dad. There was a bit of a disagreement between the kids earlier, and then when I tried to mediate it Billy suddenly got mad and ran off.” Everything about this guy seemed off in some way, and you are somewhat certain Billy’s intolerance of girls has to be something that came from his dad, so you decide to try and keep things vague as to the nature of the situation for now.


“Oh is THAT what happened?” Billy’s police officer father has a slight look of annoyance on his face for a moment before standing upright to look at you, but he seems to force himself to soften it immediately afterward, taking on an attitude that seems to suggest he’s still trying to size you up and decide whether or not he should become belligerent with you. For now, at least, he seems to be open to solving things positively though. “So, what exactly was it about?” He asked.


“Well, he didn’t want to play with a girl, the rest of the boys disagreed.” You tell him, keeping it vague again. You meet his gaze, trying to gauge his reaction. His eyes definitely harden.


“Heh, bunch of pussy loving retards.” He mutters under his breath. You decide to ignore this clearly hateful comment though in favor of trying to end this situation without creating a big incident.


“Anyway, I told him that he wasn’t going to be able to go against the group on this one but tried to make it so he could still play. He wound up running off to grab you.”


“Who’s the coach here!?” Billy’s dad blusters a bit. It seems he still has intentions of starting trouble, but you’ve managed to redirect him somewhat. Fortunately, while his way of thinking was not going to help him this time.


“There is no coach,” you inform him. “Didn’t you know? This game is completely organized by the kids just wanting to get together. Some of the parents looked up times the field was not in use and they just bring their kids at the times they all agree on.”


“Oh damn it!” Billy’s dad curses. “Well, they’re all a bunch of cucks anyway.” He growls out his sour grapes while glaring down at Billy. “You don’t need to be playing with a group like that anyway.”


“Uhh… Yeah.” Billy says in a distracted tone and then, probably sensing he might lose his chance soon, he reaches out and pokes the head of your penis with his finger, the sudden stimulation on your glans causing it to twitch. “Uhh!” He yelps in surprise. “It moved!”


“What the HELL are you so scared of his dick for!?” Billy gets growled at by his dad.

What will you do?