Kylie screamed at him about Mia, breaking down as she did so. She hatedit but it was eating at her that Mia was no different than her, only Miadidn't ...ave the luxury of getting help before she was forced to dosomething horrible to others as her mother had wanted her to do threeyears before.She saw Mia and she saw what could have been. She saw all of the marks onher face and remembered the harm her birth mother caused her. She hatedreliving the memories but Mia really was what Kylie could have. I held her tight against me, savouring the moments when she was joined explosively with me.“Oh my god ... oh fuck” she moaned.“Thank you ... thank you”.I held her until her orgasm had waned. I slowly withdrew from her, allowing her to roll onto her back. Climbing between her spread thighs, I reintroduced my cock to her juicy pussy. I picked up her ankles, looping her ankles over my shoulders and locking my arms around her upper thighs.I was deep ... so very deep inside her ... nudging against. "Kaylee climbed over the coffee table, and hugged me, resting her head onmy shoulder for a moment. It felt good, we always connected, a shamereally."No, you're allowed to do that, however I need you to be sober. I havean important question for you."Shifting in my seat, wishing she would continue the hug, I raised aneyebrow. "Couldn't have waited until tomorrow huh? Ok, so what's up?" I need you to be my date for Valentine's Day, specifically for thedance after the fund-raiser."For years, the. Too many uncertainties… no matter how good you might think you are, there is always someone better. This early afternoon, I was less than inclined to desire anything resembling a fair fight with the growing collection of leather-bound roughs downstairs. Mumford was too old for such athletics and Maitlan was far too inexperienced to fight against hardened professionals, or really even with most talented amateurs. He was a promising young thief, but fancied himself as a lover and not a fighter,.