“What can I do for you, Burl?” the elderly woman asked.“This is Laura Lane. She needs permission to play her guitar in the mall,” Burl said.�...Another busker?” Mrs. Paramo asked.“Yes,” Burl said. “She sings ballads and folk music.”“I prefer to think of myself as a wandering minstrel,” Laura said.“I don’t see any problems so long as you stay away from religious music and bad language,” Mrs. Paramo said.She rummaged around through a desk drawer. She pulled out a stack of pink papers. After dating. But honey, if you are right, that’s a pretty powerful thing to overcome. Most soon to be fathers just say ‘Yes Dear’ and stay out of the mom’s way.”“I’m tempted to free her, like I did with you. If that’s the conflict, let’s remove it.” Kristen’s face had the most unusual expression on it after I said that. I didn’t say anything else, just kept watching her.Eventually, she responded, “I’m not sure that’s a good idea honey. If she’s annoyed now as a slave, it’s true we might remove the conflict,. At the top of the stairs there were two doors, one on either side. We could hear the sound of sex (from the movies) coming from both doors. One was a little louder than the other but the sounds were about the same. Lots of moaning and such. Jan blushed and I asked her which door we should try. She just shrugged her shoulders nervously. I pushed the door to the right open and we passed through, shutting the door behind us. We stood just inside the door for maybe half a minute as our eyes got. He wondered if the outfit Connie had on was one she'd picked or if her mother had any hand in the selection at all.Connie was wearing a nice dress that showed off her developing young 16-year old figure very nicely. He could see the shape and design of her bra underneath the bodice of the dress and he could hardly wait to get Connie out of her clothes and see not only how sexy she looked already at the age of 16, but he was very impatient to get his cock inside her and fuck her royally right.