I went to my room, hung up the shirt, and began to cry. I wanted Mom to loveme, but I was a boy, not a girl. I think I stayed there a long time. Final...y,I heard Mom's voice."Robbie, come here. I'm ready to take out the rollers."I helped her take out the rollers and the pins from the pin curls. Her hairwas so shiny! Each curl was like a perfect roll of hair."Shall I wear my hair up for a change?" I'm not sure I know what you mean." You know, pinned up with lots of curls in back,the way I have it. "Oh you're so smooth with women!" she joked."I'm awful. So, you really want me to uh... how to say this delicately... de-flower? Is that the right word? Deflower your daughter?" I can't think of anyone I'd rather have do it," she said, twirling her fingers through my hair.I kissed her her on the lips for a few moments."You want me to, fuck your daughter?" Long... kiss...."Yes," she whispered."I'm going to have to suck her tits for a real long time." Kiss..."Yes." I'm going to lick her pussy.". Lots of target practice, knife work, indoctrination videos. The Boise office is checking all of Hardmore’s other drivers to see if any of them are pulling double-duty as well.”“What about Pewtie?”“No record of him being up that way. No trace of the Hardmores either. Pewtie could have done some training back in Texas, there’s plenty of camps down there. And maybe Hardmore isn’t a field guy. More of an executive.”“That hit list, Clint. It’s ... terrifying.”“Even by itself, it is that. But imagine. “Hello mum (AAI), Bardhini here. Hey listen, sorry for being out so late but after we all had dinner with the teacher (she had told them there would be the entire class at dinner), a few of us decided to walk around for a time. I decided to go back to the friend’s pg and stay the night, as it would be too hard to get back home. I’ll be home around lunch time tomorrow,” she told her mum. This meant that she would be mine for the whole night. BUT WAIT! What should I do? I had no intention of.