I'll have to make my way there and get him free. My apologies, Miss. My daughter is just as capable in the craft as I, so you may do your business wit... her. Daughter, your fool of a father is locked up again. I'm off to fetch him. I'll likely be gone a week. Take care of the lady here and try and keep up with the work as best you can. Take no new work unless you know you can handle it yourself. I'll already be on the road when you leave tonight."The pretty dark-haired girl sighed and walked. It was late afternoon and the weather was perfect. I looked for my wife’s booth and saw several men gathered around it. They were all very attentive to what was going on. Her booth consisted of a large plastic tub full of little cards that had paperclips on each piece of paper. The kids would use “fishing poles” that had string with a magnet at the end of the line. They would dip the line into the tub and catch the card by the metal paper clip. She would reach down and help the child grab the. She has the kind of ass that’s bulbous without being a bulb. It’s a half-an-apple ass, a narrow-but-squeezable, humpty-buttock, soft and girly ass. She crosses her ankles and bends her knees so her feet drop almost down to the scallop, the cut-off in the faded frazzle-legged denim that rides up higher than her panty lines….“Gloria,” I say. She’s lost in her Anatomy 102 book as usual--she's going to be a doctor.“Hmn?”“Remember when we used to play doctor in the spare bedroom closet? Remember. Hot chocolate was our comfort food, and weoften drank it while we talked. Dad and Austin never seemed to get intoit, though.Mom left the room, closing the door behind her. I turned my attention tothe vanity and got to work on my makeup. I removed the evening's tear-stained application and applied only enough to make me presentable to theboys until bedtime.I opened the door, and was immediately overwhelmed with the sound ofyelling boys coming from the kitchen. I started walking down the hall,.
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