"You got to give it to those politicians. They got such a way with words." If you say so," I replied turning my back on him. I wondered if they had a ...ape of our call to Roman from the deserted farm. That would not be good.I climbed the two flights of stairs to my condo. I went into the living area and then over to my built-in desk. I flipped on the large screen monitor and began reading the news. The bomb made yesterday's news along with an update to the Senate hearings on the America Foreign. Not if Taylor is dead.”“She is.”“Why?”“Because she loved you.”“Why?”“Because you are our Daddy.”Taylor Erin O’Dell.My first child with Erin.My favorite.MY little girl.The one who was the leader of the Herd.Dead.I felt myself coming out of a fog. My head was throbbing. My face was wet. My body was shaking. I was crying. Hard.“Paul!”A soft hand on my shoulder.“Taylor? Erin?”“I’m here Sweetie.” Erin answered softly.“What happened?”“Three men broke into the yard at the house.” This time it was. .. Ambitious little booger, isn't she?"?Despite what my friend always said (and what the woman herself claimedwhere it said "AGE:" on her MySpace page), Sally Cagle wasn't really100 years old. But she did seem pretty old for a mom, with longstraight gray hair clear down her back and a tanned face crisscrossedby wrinkles of varying depth. But her eyes sparkled like those of ayoung girl, and her smile was warm and full of mischief. She waswearing a sort of cowgirl outfit, an elaborate red and. Her eyes were hooded and slightly glazed while her face, neck, and even upper chest that I could see were glowing pink. I noticed her squeeze her thighs together and her eyelids flutter for just a second. Her lips were moist, as if she had been licking them. I had played bedroom games with a girl or two before but I never came across a picture of arousal as stark as Allison was showing in that classroom.My response was typical for a teenage boy, I was instantly hard and had to move around a bit.