It made so much sense that he had been the one taking those photographs---but what about the very real possibility that my mom had fucked that black g...y? If my step-dad had taken the photos of my mom snuggling and cuddling with that black guy, it seemed inescapable that he had likely taken pictures of her while she fucked that black guy; only I had not had the chance to scroll through enough of those photos on my mom's phone to see them!By then, after thinking about my mom in that black man's. As a whole, I rather approved of the evil princess’s tastes in literary erotica. She had trained me well, it seems. I gathered up a handful of choice titles that I didn’t enjoy in my own collection, such as ‘Captive Elf Girls‘, ‘Goblin Girls in Lust’, ‘Of Frottage’s and Stings’, ‘Gay Times with the Vampire Queen’, ‘50 Paler Shades of White’, ‘A Tale of Two Cities and Three Nymphomaniacs’, and lastly a delightfully appalling illuminated manuscript of ‘Flowing Secretions: Knight after Knight‘. I. "Be quiet bitch or you'll die shortly after you scream" i whispered behind her and thanked my good luck that i was wearing a mask over my face."Now stand up and face me, and do exactly as i say, and you might survive this day yet," i told her in a firm voice.I removed my knife from her, so she could stand up, she was middle-aged, with a decent looking body for her age, and the red silk dress in traditional Indian style was gorgeous on her body."Now TELL me where do you hide all of your money. The three of them continued on in the main part of the house. It was clear to Angel that the kitchen had been added after the main house was built. The main part of the house was a large room with a very high ceiling and huge beams spanning the width of the room. At the front of the room there were windows from floor to ceiling. The window bench at the base of the windows must have been twenty feet long.Opposite the wall of windows was a grand stone fireplace. Angel thought to herself that.