After class was over, Abby climbed into her dad’s car. On their way back home. Matt noticed Abby was behaving strangely as she was unusually quiet a...d he noticed that she kept her legs tightly closed and she kept pulling the front helm of her pinafore to cover her knees. Matt asked her what was wrong but Abby just shook her head.They reached home. Matt was watching TV in the living room. After a while, Abby came down from her room and joined her dad. She sat beside her dad on the sofa hugging. Thompson (Shouting) Don't worry, I'll find out about you! Angel You would do better to go in and brush your hair!At that moment her hair explodes like she had a million volts of electricity going through her. Mrs. Thompson There's nothing wrong with my hair!She goes inside, they all laughing as they take off in the car. All is quiet for for about 5 seconds and then. My phone buzzed again with an incoming text.“Read it, honey.” My husband asked.I was wondering whether I should, as the last time I did, he nearly had a heart attack.I let out a huge sigh and continued reading it loud. “Your strict demeanour only lasted when you aren’t with me slut. I know how much you longed for my cock. The way you let me fuck your pussy, the way you sucked my cock hungrily, the way you squirted your pussy juice to all my friends ... you do know, deep inside you are one. It was a pathetic sale, tables of clothes, mostly women's, old romance novels, and footwear nobody would wear, all smothered in that stuffy smell of old dirty clothes. Adrian liked electronics, it didn't matter to him if it worked or not as long as it was different and he didn't already have one. He soon spotted a likely candidate in the new looking box of a hand's free telephone that featured in bold letters on the outside that it trumpeted "CREATIVE ALTERED VOICE" whatever that meant. A quick.