Pretty please. And pretty please with knobs on. Last night when I went to sleep mine was a normal life. A single child with loving parents, my mind fi...led with everyday teenage concerns: Is that a zit spot or blemish on my chin? What's the best concealer? Why is my skin so oily? Is that foundation too dark? Which is the best lipstick colour; Berry Nude, Forbidden Fuchsia, Sweet Marsala, or Electric Orchid? And obviously, I was excited for the morning and my first day as a consenting adult.. I see Sharons ears perk up at the plot of revenge, I had not told her that, surely she did not think I would of killed simply as an just in case measure.Jennifer nods slowly."So you took care of it?" Jennifer says.I nod once."Thank you" She says and seems to release a tension she had been holding.She looks at Sharon."Thank you both." She says."Whoa, I had no part in this thank him." Sharon says.I laugh."I believe the term is accessory after the fact daughter o mine." I say."I am the cop here. Quickly he stuck them into his pocket, zipped up his pants, and went up stairs to his bedroom with images of his daughter dancing through his mind.**********************************************************Steve was nervous as he sat down for dinner. He had made a quick meal and prepared the table for himself and Jen, but she still wasn't home from school yet. She often didn't come home after school, and would only return home late at night, just in time to go to bed without even talking to her. "Everybody strip," she said. "We're gonna have ourselves a bath."Abby squealed and started throwing her clothes off. Millie wasn't far behind her. Emma was just kind of standing there with her mouth hanging open when Lettie and I smiled at each other and started undressing.Emma stood there, undecided, for a moment longer, then she smiled and started undressing too. Emma is a pretty woman. She has the face of an angel and her body is as pretty as any young woman's has a right to be. She has.