‘Froo, I want to show you something. I told you I have scars, and that I’m not ashamed of them. They’re part of me, just as my hair, eyes, or mo...th is. Just as your body and what life has given you, is part of you.’ Slowly he turned his back towards her, sliding sideways on the edge of the bed, as she looked down at the long tapered length of his back. Nestled between his shoulder blades an L shaped silver scar marred the smooth skin and further down to the right of his back another silver scar. The constant down pour had become depressing and had most people staring out their windows wishing for the summer. It had been the strangest of seasons for Tempest Rush, the sun seemed washed out and gray and she couldn’t smell the usual delights of spring, she could only smell doom. The thirteen year old couldn’t shake the feeling that something wicked was coming her way, something that would shake and destroy her entire world. This was the season for clarity and sense for her, the season she. Veronica? I kinda like that-" she giggles "do you like them?" Very much so-"Veronica interrupted him by lifting one of her toned legs onto the desk, just barely hiding her wet panties from view."Get a closer look. They're beautiful, aren't they?"He laughs, and begins to stroke her foot, slowly running his hand up her leg."Oh yes.. they really really are."His hand reaches her inner thigh, gently stroking small circles, teasing her to breaking point."I have a feeling you'd enjoy this bribe better. But yet again, the soft kissed she witnessed after he drop him from school yesterday was telling her something elseher son was quick to take opportunity of her mum night outgetting in her room , putting on the very smooth panty snapping a pict he sent to ''daddy''she entered the bar saluting her friend her son home in her lingery, mouth open and sucking the 9inch bbc he got so much in love withworking like a very good small little boy between the strong spread legs daddy looking at his boy.