Her sisters had cars they could drive to school while Cindy was forced to walk or take the bus and because she wore a mini skirt and tank top everyday...walking wasn’t an option so early in the morning because something could happen to her and Vera would kill her. In her mind it was wrong that her, so beautiful and graceful, had to be forced to be so dirty and treated as a lesser than. While her fat hag identical sister at 5”9 with their short tangled brown hair and beady eyes. It doesn’t make. Leave her be until then."Donna conceded, as she always did with Tom, but that didn't seem like a bad thing at all at the moment. She got up and staggered out of the room, Tom's sperm running down her leg. She wanted to go find DeeDee. There were things she wanted to do with Susan when her friend woke up that she wanted to practice first. Susan would be a slut just like her. It was a happy thought. Nothing else seemed to matter.Several hours later, Donna tip-toed back into the guest room with. He turned to the bartender andindicated to have two more drinks brought over. He turned to Rose andcontinued to smile at Rose. The bartender nodded that she had seen hissignal and took her time pouring the scotch into the glasses.When the drinks arrived, he handed one to Rose."To new friends." Rose smiled at him and held up her glass for him toclink his with hers.He raised his glass to hers and held it there for a moment beforeleaning forward and placing a soft, sensuous kiss on her lips. Then. "Um, mom?" I asked. "Come in," she said. I thought about making a joke how I did that already last night in her mouth but decided to not mention anything until I found out where she stood. I entered my mom & dad's bedroom. Mom was in a black babydoll with a gray bra support and no panty on, sitting on the edge of her white bed, legs crossed, wearing high heels. The way she was dressed made me very optimistic. "Wow, Mom," I muttered. "You look ...so beautiful."She said nothing. I sat next to her.