She disliked the courses that involved reading and writing, like English and history and geography. She liked learning French, though, and had started...taking Italian last year as well - in both cases, because of her love for the food of those two countries. We also talked about what she wanted to do after high school, in more detail than we had on Boxing Day. She knew that there was a good cooking program at a college in Toronto, that would give her some more of the basics but also teach her. She stood up in front of me and told me to stay seated. She started running her hands over her tits and lifting them towards her mouth. She couldn’t quite reach them with her tongue but that didn’t matter to me. It was so erotic just watching. Then she ran one hand down to her pussy and started rubbing herself. That’s all my dick needed to finish getting hard again. She told me she wanted to make sure she was “sloppy wet” for me.Tanya told me to lean back against the couch, she turned around. Her only parent deserting her.Not only was Linda trying to destroy my relationship with Cecilia, but she was also trying to get rid of her. She was so verbally abusive towards her that had I been aware then, I would have thrown Linda out on the street.I can't imagine how terrible it must have been for Cecilia to be continually told that she was fat, ugly and useless. That certainly would cause any one to self destruct. It got so difficult for Cecilia that she changed her plan from attending our. If you know what I mean?”“Oh, yeah ... Claire’s got her breasts now.”The car suddenly swerved into an oncoming lane. Mom pulled it back into ours.“Charles, what a ... careless thing to say!”“Well, it’s the truth ... Oh, Mom, is this one of those ‘think it, but don’t say it aloud’ things we talked about last year?”“Right honey ... Claire can’t control what’s happening to her body and saying anything to her about it, will only cause trouble between the two of you and I mean ‘between’ in all ways.