“I say you do it and don’t worry about what anyone else thinks or says.”“Carma.”“Well, it’s what I think.”I had to laugh at her giving...her opinion, plus this was opposite of her normal reaction of worrying about what everyone else thinks about you. Grandmother was going to give her kids and grandkids her point of view regardless of whether you wanted it or asked for it. Grandfather sat there for a minute with his fingers rubbing his temples.“Barnim, there are going to people who aren’t going to. "Don't you?" he demanded. "Yes..." A sob. "I love you, Paul..." "Twisted whore." He kissed her then, pulling her mouth to his, their lips mashing together. The kiss was brief. He pulled her face away and released her hair. His head fell back against the chair. "Don't stop fucking me, cunt. No matter what. Fuck the shit out of me." As Ellen resumed her up and down movement, Jason, who had positioned himself to one side behind her, raised the belt and swung back his arm. An. "I have a place we can go and be alone. It's private and we can get to know each other. What time to do have to be back?" I told him by six thirty as my dad was awake by seven every morning. "No, problem," he said we were away to our hideout. The car zipped through the streets veering around corners then we were on a shabby part of town. He parked in the drive of a rundown house."Whose house is this I asked him."I have a place we can go and be alone. It's private and we can get to know each. I mean, the wholeplace probably noticed. You sat next to Jena all afternoon, but youbarely took your eyes off me and my Bella." Your Bella?" Yes. Bella Donna. The designer of that dress. But how would you knowthe name, I suppose. I mean, I talk about her all the time to Jena andI'm sure we've discussed her in front of you. But guys don't payattention to that stuff."But you sure paid attention that day. I felt flattered and sexy, ofcourse. Every woman wants to be noticed in her pretty.