Chapter 8: Why can’t I help myself

The journey was so long. I honestly didn’t expect it. On the other hand I didn’t expect much and I was just happy to be out of where I was. We sailed for like a month, making stops along the way. Fortunately the both of us know how to entertain ourselves when alone on that boat for long periods of time. Finally we reach our destination ... Los Angeles, California.

I could only dream of visiting this place one day and I’m actually moving in here now! Well it’s not exactly Los Angeles, it’s called San Fernando where he lives but I don’t care about that. It’s all the same to me.

James: “Before we really start enjoying I need to sort out your situation here”

Me: “What do you mean?”

James: “Well we have to legalise your status in the States, otherwise life could get complicated”

Me: “But how will you do that?”

James: “It should be ok I work at the USCIS”

Me: “What is that?”

James: “In short I work for Immigration.”

He explains to me that due to the very special situation here we do not have too many options and have to request for an asylum, based on the dangers I was facing in Colombia.

James: “For that we need your ID or passport but since you don’t have one with you, and I don’t want you entering that Consulate, we’ll launch the process and request proof of ID through the process. For evidence of danger to you in your country, we’ll probably go through a doctor.”

He seemed to know all about and how to do. Even so, the process took months and there was many problems and hiccups. Almost got sent back 3 times, but James was always able to come through.

In the meantime I explored the city and the US in general. Our malls back home our more like little supermarkets compared to the malls here. There are so many cars and mostly new and beautiful cars. People were a bit strange I have to admit, but you get used to it.

On the day of my 15th birthday, he comes home with a bottle of champagne.

James: “Happy Birthday baby girl! Here’s my gift to you”

He hands me some documents but they could have been in Chinese for me, not much I could understand.

James: “It’s done! You’re officially protected and accepted by the US of A”

Me: “Mmmm wow Daddy that’s so great. How can I thank you?”

James: “You’ve thanked me more than enough, although I wouldn’t mind trying something new”

Me: “Anything Daddy.”

He takes me to the couch and takes out his cock. He makes me suck it and fucks my mouth a while and pushes me away right before he was about to cum I assume. He slides his ass down a bit on the couch and spreads his legs.

James: “Come lick Daddy’s ass babygirl”

Me: “Yes Daddy” I didn’t expect that but how could I refuse this man anything. I get right in there with my lips and tongue. As I also grab his cock with my right hand.

James: “Mmmm yes baby rim daddy’s ass” I French kiss his ass using a lot of spit and I feel something land on my hair.

James: “Mmmmmmm fuck baby yes rub that cock and lick my ass” He cums all over my hair and pulls my face deep in his ass.

James: “Thank you baby girl, I love you so much”

Me: “I love you too Daddy”

His other gift to me was to get me braces. He said it’s because he’s my daddy now and daddy takes care of his girl, but also because he liked the way I looked with braces, a bit younger. We spent so much good times together and he always had the best gifts for me. For my 16th birthday he got me new breasts, since I always wanted them bigger. I thought it would all last forever and my alters were also in good terms and satisfied with James. But unfortunately it seems in my life nothing lasts.