"I got her an ice pack for her cheek, which was bruising up brightly. When I came back in the living room, she was shaking. I put the ice pack on her ...heek, sat down next to her, and just held her. She started crying again."God, Kenny; I don't know what might have happened if you hadn't come home when you did." Don't even think about it; it didn't happen, so there's nothing to worry about."I was holding her in my arms when she said, "You don't believe all that shit he was saying, you know,. "Misty questioned, "I thought Maria was guarding her virgin tunnel."Lesa grinned, "She is, but her mother's tunnel isn't virgin, and she even got a priest's blessing."Janet and Misty responded in unison, "Consuela?"Lesa nodded, "We were talking about party excuses. Thanksgiving weekend, maybe? That's only a couple of weeks off."Jake smiled evilly and wiggled his eyebrows, "We can celebrate Janet's birthday and give everyone a chance to paddle her butt in some kind of CAP score order."Misty. Dharshini would flick her hair and wipe her face before she catches me ogling at her. And I had no choice but to try hard to not get harder. She would smile at me and her teeth would sparkle, and that moment, I would lose myself.At times, she would bend and I could catch vivid glimpses of her cleavage, or I could say two milky boobs crushing each other. I wanted to remain between them.It was maybe a year back when we were having a nice time in our ancestral place. I entered the motor room. We meet again. Allow me to extend my condolences for the passing of your husband. He was a good man and a credit to the police services. I didn't know you were interested in the ponies. I have a horse in the next race that is a bit long on the odds but I recommend a backing because she is quite the overlay completely missed by those idiot odds-makers. Her times yesterday and this morning were quite remarkable and I am certain she will return a tidy profit to any backer."His arm around her waist.