I wished I would grow up to be just like her. My grandma would care for me in those early years, when mom was gone to school or out with one of her bo...friends. I would run around the house most of the day, which allowed me to play with mom's wardrobe. I liked specially liked putting on her underwear and bras, and dreamed of filling it up one day. I was fascinated by mom's breasts since I can remember, I loved crawling on top of her and just feeling them. I kissed them and carressed them often,. Lisa smiled, “It has to do with Myron. He’s increasingly interested in me – like really serious interested. He’s told me he loves me, and I love him back. It’s just ... well ... I haven’t told him my background or about my wild side, or about having been on the run when you rescued me, although I’ve mentioned a recent dark period in my past. He’s deduced that we were lovers, but not that we’ve continued our lovemaking even with him in the picture.”“Do you want to stop? Is that what this is. ...just a bj he said before getting me on his bed at his mercytied ass up , little white cock sucker about to become a sissy for himi coudnt stop his gf toy , he pounded me with it relentlessi was getting used to it , more lube and more until i was taking it ''like a cute white pussy''''mikeeeee mikeeeee ''''look at me''''its all in , you will stop lying and tell me i can fuck you , i just know it boy''''maybe not today but i will be back until you do''''fuck you i never wil....ahhhh ahhhhh. It is a walk out basement with an 8-foot opening that has a sliding glass door in it. It also has a screen door in it, which I had open because it was warm out.I was watching TV with the kids and then I told them they had to go to bed. They both pretended to be fast asleep, so I reached down to pick up Tracy and I guess that's all I remember. I guess that is when I was shot and dropped her. I continued to fall and hit my head on the oak dinning table. As I bounced back, I fell on the floor.