” Melanie just smiled wordlessly and kissed the top of her best friends’ head before she rolled over, propping herself up on Kissa’s pillow and ...ently pulling her best friends’ head to her breasts. Kissa was nursing gently a few minutes later, and the pair remained as this, one nursing, the other cradling, for nearly an hour afterwards. Melanie gently pulled her breast from Kissa’s mouth and kissed her best friend tenderly before climbing out of bed. Kissa had dozed off while nursing, and was. Finally, my love put her hands on the counter and said, "Mom, I know there's something on your mind, so just say whatever it is."Her mother didn't react at first. She just stopped stirring the pot she was leaning over, then without looking up, she quietly said, "You know that you could be staying here, the two of you." Something told me that this was the big issue—why I was getting treated a little stiffly, and why she and her mother weren't getting along the way they always used to."I wasn't. ..but she coudnt sgave off that feelingall black guy in panther costume , cheering when they get back together smiling chatting and laughingshe wanted to know and got closer to the small group''damn she was cute i never been sucked that deep''''yeah bro me too''gulping down trying to catch all their words''the costume was helping he really cute i was so hard watching him call me black panther''''yeah captain marvel a bitch i liked it too''her hearth was pounding they all chat casually about a. " Well, I do. Nita's old man is an asshole, her uncles are assholes, her older brother is an asshole. But that doesn't mean they don't think they're helping Nita. They're going to that man's restaurant in New York tonight. They're going to kill him."Kennedy laughed. "Juan Baptiste, surely someone told them who he is? Surely they know they'll never get close to him?" They don't care. This is machismo -- being a man. Nita's blood was spilled, her honor taken. It's do or die for them. Talk isn't.