Like all the younger kids were to us. One thing about growing up in a housing project with hundreds of kids without dads. We all became kinda family t... each other. The mothers all watched over everyone and kept tabs over the other kids. I remember the time during one Halloween when I showed up at their house determined not to let anyone know who I was through my costume. I didn’t say a word through the frenzy of the group I was with at the door as Pearl started to guess who we were. She looked. Tense with anticipation I waited for some response. A few cars madetheir cautious way along the street, splashing water as they went. Afterwaiting for a few minutes, with no noticeable result, I again pressedthe call button, holding it down for a bit longer this time, all thewhile praying someone was home.Once more I patently waited for something to happen, but there was justsilence from the speaker.Turning away from the door and slowly descending the front steps, I felttotally dejected and. I dunno ... We've had what ... five ... six sessions now? I feel as if I've put the ole tub in dry dock and steam-cleaned the bilges. Just for that, I'm grateful as hell ... but will it be enough?" I can see where that can still worry you. What you need to do is bring it out into the open, to talk about it." I thought that that was what I was doing with you..." I said it with a smile."I don't count ... I'm safe. You knew that even before you called me the first time, last week, or you wouldn't. She could hardly wait for her school day to end so she could go home and get ready to go out with Ray. She wished Ray could have fucked her that morning and sent her to school with his cum dripping from her swollen pussy lips and soaking her panties, but there wasn't time for that. She'd get that gift tonight and she could hardly wait.When Karen got home, she got ready for her evening with her father. She showered and then when she got dressed, she didn't put a bra on and she wore a short skirt.