Now Bill was gone, took the car and all the savings. There was simply no money for school clothes or abortions, much less both. Crystal still couldn't...believe he would leave her - not her mother, her, his lover now pregnant with his child. And it wasn't like her mother didn't warn her.Crystal felt so used and stupid. She didn't blame her mother one bit. She didn't blame her brothers and sisters, either. There were two of each and they had been so close. She was the big sis who looked after them. I could hear and feel my cock slap against my stomach as my body came back to rest on the mattress beneath me. I had no concept of how long I'd been lying there struggling against the binds I created and cursing myself for even devising this situation. I began to accept my fate and give in to the situation when suddenly I could make out the sound of my wife’s voice in the distance as she returned. My heart rate again shot through the roof and I froze trying to hear her faint voice amidst the. As the girl reached the couch and bent over to hand Officer Hindenbaum the glass of water, her robe slightly unparted, and two firm little breasts became visible. Officer Hindenbaum averted his gaze to the floor, and noticed a dirty yellow glob of phlegm, slowly gliding down the girls smooth thigh towards her knee.In the background, ‘Uncle Pedro’ was absentmindedly scratching his crotch.“Poor Mr. Gonzales”, the girl spoke softly, “he has Alzheimer’s”. Then, finally noticing the yellow loogie,. I was about to run after her, but Linda - another girl from 'The Tracks' - caught my arm to hold me back. "That was mean. She is suffering enough - why do you want to humiliate her like that?"I stared at Linda. "What are you talking about?" I exploded. "I am serious - I do want to take her to the Prom."Linda's face was a study. "But you. I mean, you're a 'Hill' boy and your dad's a doctor and all and she's..." she trailed off with a wild look in her face."And she's what?" I asked, and I'm sure.