There wasn’t a hellava lot she could do about Ryan, he was free, white and well past twenty-one (as it used to go), he could tell her to piss off but not the same with Ursula, she was twenty, at least still, at least partially under parental control, and dependent on her for both her livelihood and her education. Even Kim couldn’t understand her unrelenting anger with her daughter but she couldn’t deny it. As Ryan finished his last few games Ursula mostly watched, maybe she’d had enough fun for the night, Ryan walked her to the car, it was closing time, two thirty. “Mom’s gonna pissed,” Ursula slurred. “Not a problem, computer I can take care of her,” Ryan confidentially explained. At home, Kim watched the big grandfather’s clock in the living room, it was far louder than the alarm Bhabhi clock, it went, tick-tock, tick-tock, it struck, a single gong, the quarter hour, it was two forty-five, and the cauldron that was her belly heaved, she rushed to the bathroom, the dinner she hadn’t eaten or enjoyed spewed, she heard tires on the driveway, the clock struck three. She was back in the darkened living room, now the music was old, her Mother’s music, the Fleetwoods, Tragedy, her tears leaked and her cauldron, her belly, her abdomen that cried to feel him in her, her bitch daughter who’d taken him from her, she caught her breath, they were coming through the door. Laughter, it had to be at her expense, but she heard the girl say, “God that was fun, but I’m a really shitty pool player.” “Pool player hell, I’m only glad the darts were plastic or you’d have speared three people.” They were stumbling, each supporting the other, both slurring, both giggling, both shocked when from the darkness they heard, “I expected better from you, both of you.” “Mom, Oh My God, Mom,” Ursula nearly collapsed, Oh no, not Mom, not now. “Yes, Mom. I expected, no, I demanded that you be home by midnight, care to explain?” As Ursula came into the illumination or the small lamp Kim had lit, her Mother said, “My weren’t you decked out for a hot night on the old town?” training Ursula was wearing strappy white sandals, a white mini skirt and her blouse was showing cleavage. She’d been made up but now there were smudges and smears. Ryan came to his sister’s defense, “Kim, it’s my fault.” “Let’s get this straight young man, I am Mother, not Kim, not now and you’re right, it’s your fault, I entrusted my daughter to you and look what’s happened.” “Mom, no he didn’t call her Kim, I’m so sorry.” “Ryan, there’s not much I can do to you other than to say, ‘I don’t even want to look at you right now, get out of my sight,’ do you hear me?” “Please,” he began. The eruption that had been boiling had gone off, Krakatoa might have been milder, her as she spewed at him, then she turned on Ursula, “Get out of my sight, you’re dressed like a slut and, I think you’ve acted like a slut, go to your room, RIGHT NOW, I’ll deal with you later.” “Ryan, get out of my sight, I told you I can’t stand the sight of you right now, just go.” Once they were gone she considered what she could really do, Ryan was twenty-seven, he had his job plus he could go to Affuckingghanastan or some other third world hell hole and get shot. “Each letter has a name, which helps tell you what it sounds like.” I put my finger on the paper and moved it down the line. Katy looked training offended. Whimpering, she undulated her hips, rubbing her hot flesh against my face, those ticklish hairs made me shiver. The lower cable was fixated at the ground. “I think so,” said Lisa, “and it seems to be stable.” The fire in the stove was still burning strong and the house was warm, so they didn’t bother to get dressed. Why? Kathern text I will get both as an incentive to be a good girl for her. Even if it was from her own mother. She is not yet a legal resident of this time, with no education and limited means of employment, besides. I was starting to think that he had suggested a beach trip for us because he simply he wanted to go. “What would you like to name her?” I ask laughing at your reaction. The most urgent one was to phone Martina and get her to move her hours to in the morning. Spinning her around before she was ready, I had her arms zip cuffed behind her. It always tickled him when he’d be leaving work on Friday morning, looking for beer and ready for happy hour, and he’d pass other drivers swerving down the road, barely awake and sipping 7-Eleven coffee. He was really tall, I estimated computer him at about 6’7”. I ask everyone in the plane, “Should we invite Elizabeth?” I say laughing out loud. She lowered herself a bit more and I looked down and saw my cock head disappear into her ass. Grabbing onto the end, she pulled it out of all the belt loops and tossed it away from her. ‘Be creative, let your fantasies unfold and run riot, Anne. Kissing you was… always the plan. I hugged him tight, pressing my tits into his chest. “ohh Marcus that feels good!” she did the same thing to me. She places her hands on my crotch area as we started lightly rubbing each other. “Me, sir.” Megan squeaked. Now, suddenly, he was viewing his gorgeous little step sister completely nude! I shuddered, squirming against her, my stomach caressing hers. It was whispered that she had no eyes for the many princes and lords who coveted her hand, and Liana for her part was happy enough to confirm the rumours, laughing at the scandalised talk. He was one of Salbeth's thugs. I asked him “ Ashley going to call few time this weekend and i have answers it or she well expect something . Well when she calls I need you remain quiet while I’m on the phone with her ok” he ask me “ I can do that for you baby” I told him as playful kiss his chest. "You like it rough, baby?" he asked. "Too much sex?" Kisssssssssss!” Until we can recognize our shadow self and understand this other aspect of our psychology, we can never be whole people. I shook my head. ” “Yeah, if you wanna take the undiplomatic bitch Bhabhi route.” he countered. I’ll just go and…’ she mewled as Roman’s finger left her glistening thighs. “Who wears tighty whities anymore? “Alright.” They’re staying in a hotel despite their daughter’s request for them to stay in the guest house in the back.