He still couldn't believe the way that new fabric burned.Complaint number one.The second incident, he insisted, was no more his fault than the first. ...e had gotten into the camper with no problem (he might as well make use of his bio-brain), and the damsel was certainly in "distress". Then, just like a female, she turned shy at the last moment and he had to chase her. It wasn't his fault that he hadn't been able to catch her until they got to the bathroom. She proved more than willing then, but. As soon as we arrived at the neighborhood he began eyeing your mother and defying me publicly. Whenever your mother went to get some groceries he would follow her and harass her. I knew all of this too late or I swear that I would have killed him”At this point, my macho granddad began having tears in his eyes from the painful memories he was having.“That filthy nigger would follow her and talk dirty to her. He would tell her that she has to try his black lollipop. He would describe his fat cock. What should she do? She did love him and she felt like she knew him. He wasn't a jerk but how could this work. Is this something she could want?By Monday hope had slipped in somewhere and Anne began thinking about what the positives could be. She did desperately want a family. If this worked, she'd definitely have one. Besides Charlotte and Ashley sounded like really good people and they liked doing things she didn't, like house work. That would mean she wouldn't have to spend a lot of her time. And then he likes it – and then the pressure is on to go through with it...”Cut back to K – nodding and smiling to camera.Back to Em, “I don’t want to do it because he wants me to do it ... I want to do it because I want to turn him on more than he’s ever been turned on ... I want to be his filthy little fuckslut!”Cut back to K – giving the camera a thumbs up and another white toothed smile.We cut back to Em as she crouches down and leans forward a little, calling Thor to her...The big yellow.