All the girls decided the dresses wouldn’t have looked half as good without her help. Sandra had helped the other girls put up with Tammy’s grippi...g by telling them she was just like the dressmaker her sister had. Plus, she just wanted them to look their best.Debora also tried to be nicer to Tammy. She had a feeling that no one had asked Tammy to help before. She knew in spite of the bitching the woman actually enjoyed helping make the dresses and making sure they were beautiful. She even did. The younger woman gave an anxious smile and mumbled a thank you. Marcus smiled back, temporarily only focused on his lover’s daughter, and marveled at the situation he found himself in where both mother and daughter were his to love, emotionally and physically.He pressed forward inches and Natalie’s mouth opened and she sighed, as always happened as his big, thick, nine inches stretched her opening. After the initial penetration, he paused at her gasp and waited for the smile that came. His hands were all over her! She must have gone with him on the trip. The bastard must have been fucking her the whole time he was gone!Lynn began crying again and I wiped away her tears and she continued. I slipped out of the airport without him seeing me and drove back home. My mind was reeling. I didn't know what to do. I was like a zombie. I must have undressed myself and got ready for bed. I don't really remember putting on my night clothes. I curled up on the couch and waited for him to. And Lena had looked at Kit – her dear, sweet foster-brother — and imagined that it was her crying and him lying there in that hospital bed, and tears welled, sharp and sudden, in her eyes and she cried with all her heart, because she knew she could never lose him, it would kill her, body and soul, to not have him in her life. She loved him more than life, so much it burnt at her heart and loins and she ached every minute she wasn’t wrapped up in his arms. And to add to her worries, Matt had.