Your friends told me you took him a soda.’ I shook my head. I could lie, but my father would catch me. Not a penny went in and out of that store wit...out him knowing about it. He put his hands on his hips, stared at me. ‘What are we, a charity?’ Well, he had me, of course, just like the time I’d given extra sodas to my friends. Nothing I could do about it but fess up. Though I knew I’d do it again in an instant. ‘I’m sorry, Daddy. I’ll pay for it.’ That should have been it. But my father’s face. I look forward to meeting with you."He hung up the phone and noticed Melody in the waiting room."Who wants to interview you?" Someone from the Itty Bitty Titty Committee." Oh!" I really don't mind talking to him, it's just that I'm not sure I'll have the time to talk, ya know? Things are kind of busy around about now, especially if people might think they're trying to put me out of business. You know, get the job done before I close."Melody's reporter's instincts kicked in now. "Are you anxious. First I kissed the inside of her legs and the tuft of short hair above her pussy. Then I kissed at her outer lips, the beautifully named Labia Majora. I took the flesh of each lip into my mouth, gave it a gentle suck and massaged the loose fold with my tongue. The moisture from Gigi's dampened vagina was pressing to be released. As I moved her outer lips around, the juice flowed onto my lips and over my tongue. Gigi moaned at the pleasure as I worked my tongue past the outer folds into the. "It was your brother Ray who called the Auctioneer and the firm sent over Kyle to handle the sale. Kyle wasn't an auctioneer but a worker and packer for the company. I think you found that out later. Ray told him to sell everything and send him his half of the profits. Your brother is still a bastard for leaving and not contacting you. He did take a few belongings of your mother's. Probably felt a little guilty."Kyle was never alone with your kids. Mom took them home with her and watched over.