She hummed quietly to herself. It hadn’t been a great day, but maybe it could still be a good night.She could hope for that, right?Sam collapsed, ba...ging her knees on the sidewalk. Her stomach felt like it was being stabbed. She grabbed at her clothes, frantically trying to unzip her coat and lift her shirt. There, beneath her navel, a ring of foreign letters were being burned into her skin, sizzling as if she had been stuck with a brand. She sucked in a sharp breath, trying not to cry,. " I know it's confusing, Ryan Honey. I'm really confused too. I ... I don't even have a good answer. I just ... once I, you know ... did it along with you ... I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. And ... about you." Jennifer looked into her son's eyes with genuine bewilderment. She knew this was a time when she should rise above her own desires and act as a parent ... a parent who knew right from wrong. But her demons told her that maybe Ryan wanted her too. And that perhaps. I’ve never needed someone to want me before. I’m an independent business person who can look out for herself. But God, I needed him to want me. Andrew met me in the lobby of my hotel, looking dashing. I told myself to remain calm, to go out and enjoy the dinner, when I really wanted to grab him and drag him up to my room. We walked to a lovely little Japanese restaurant where the food was wonderful and Andrew and I could talk and learn a little about each other. I enjoyed it so, but by the. Those photos were really hard core take too long to describe them as there were at least a hundred. One showed a girl with a pleated skirt pulled up getting fucked with a huge dildo. A girl in school uniform getting sucked out these were the tamer ones. Their was also a (photo shopped one of myself and Amber ) showing out bare bottoms in a church.WITH Amber holding the church collection box ,that we were supposed to have taken. What have you say for yourself was her next question. No no not us.