Emily’s jewels should buy me a few more weeks. I think the coral cameo is an actual antique though, so I won’t pawn it right away. I’ll hold on ...o it until I can get it appraised. I stashed mom’s pearls in my bag. I’m not selling these. Ever. All my IDs are in the back pack, ready to be burnt when I make it to New York. I’ll make enough cash there to buy a new identity. At least, I hope I will. I’m sure there are way more sick fucks in New York than in Nowhere Town, Missouri, so my underage ass. "I’ve slept with men before. If you’re going to propose you should know that. Let me tell you about the last one: He was a young trapper. He came to sell pelts to my father. I snuck out to the stables with him after midnight. It was dirty in there. Do you want to hear how he did it to me?" She thrust her hand into his lap, and now finally he moved. He bolted to his feet, in fact, and the look on his face stopped her dead in her tracks, but only for a moment. "You shouldn't talk like this," he. The second was confirmation of the day of the attack and that, “Everything was ready; you will be impressed with our preparations.”I thought about that for a moment and then realized Diya was bragging to someone or expecting them to participate. I took those pages and went to the EIT office.“Is there any way to find out more on these two chats?” I asked Robert.“These are random chat rooms on the dark web. Usually they meet up there at predetermined times and days and there are too many of them.. My tits hardened as I slipped on a T shirt and I walked to my door. My legs were weak as I descended the stairs. I could hear my parents talking from the kitchen as I rounded the corner. The both froze when they saw me. Daddy’s eyes roamed my body focusing on my nipples that tented in my thin t shirt. Mom smiled at me and gave me a hug as daddy sat at the table and I was sure his eyes were glued to my young ass. I made my move as mom hugged me I let my shirt ride up showing daddy I was wearing.