Yet in this time of laughter, Brook and Lynn could sense something lingering in Haley.Sitting down, Lynn was of course the first to ask, “You okay H...ley?”“Yeah...well...no. My parents were fighting yesterday”“Don’t they always do that?” Lynn responded frankly.“yeah, and most of the time it doesn’t bother me, but this time-this time, they said somethings I wish I hadn't learned...”“Like what?” Brook asked, now interested in the tragic story.“Well...they concern-uh-Lynn’s dad”“What about that. He begged Robert to slam him harder, faster. Eventhough the onlookers couldn't understand his words, the imploring way hespoke them made his request clear. The vindictive man was happy tocomply. He ravaged Marlon's ass. As Robert unloaded inside him, Marlonreached his own finale. Semen dribbled out of his miniaturized pecker.He wept from relief but, at the same time, knew that this would never beenough. He would require it again and again to alleviate the pressure ofwanting, yet would. I hoped that there was enough fuel in it to last until the supply truck came. A large sliding glass door gave the kitchen a back walk-out. It was quite hard to open. I almost ripped the handle off of it. I figured that the salt spray had gotten to the rollers. I was going to have that thing replaced by Thermo-Pane French doors first thing. A small patio would get built as well. Some sparse weeds covered the thin layer of dirt leading down to the shoreline. I shook my head at the raw condition. "That should solve the problem about someone to stay with you, and school, too. If this is what you truly want, we'll do it. The Matthews have already talked to me and invited you to their school. And they've said that the suite was mine. They made all those renovation for us. But ... I'm still worried about your, uh ... infatuation for Mr. Henson, though." So, are you afraid that he'll rape me?" she asked, a strange quality to her voice."Well ... no. But you're just fifteen." I'll be sixteen.