Who knows, he may even make a little brother or sister for me ... and it’ll be great fun watching the kid suckling on these” concluded Claire when...tightly squeezing her pained and mortified mother’s nipples before slapping her Mother’s face and adding.“Go on ... fuck him you bitch ... fuck my boyfriend ... I know you’ve always wanted to so fuck Trevor and tell us you’re loving it before I slap you again”!Realising her daughters previous violence toward her had been no one off and not wanting. And two trips to Seattle Ty what’s going on?’ She questioned. ‘Well the first one was for business and the trip I’m on now is a personal trip’ I said vaguely. ‘Who’s the girl?’ she asked me. I smiled knowing she would get my drift. ‘I bumped into her on my first trip and honestly mama, I couldn’t get her out of my mind so I came back to find her’ I said thinking of Zaire. ‘She must be some girl if she made you come back up there. Tell me about her,’ she said as bowls clanged around in the. As I rounded the corner on the ninth floor and head down to the eighth, I saw him standing there with an impatient look on your face. From the way your balance wavered, I could tell he had a good deal of liquor on board as well. I smiled in an attempt to brighten his drunkenly glowering face but was surprised by his response. "What took you so long?" he demanded, slightly slurring his words. "What do you mean?" I asked in genuine confusion. "I came straight here as fast as I could!" "Shut up. "What about you?" the receptionist asked."The young lady's chauffeur," replied Steven which brought a smile from the woman."It's the fathers that cop the waits," she said.Stephen nodded sadly."You're not my father. You're my uncle," hissed Becca vehemently as they moved away.Steven smiled at her but said nothing. "Thank God," he thought and then mentally kicked himself. He felt a feeling of self-loathing. "This girl is breathtakingly beautiful," he thought, "and I could take advantage of her so.