The head against my shoulder more than made up for it though, as we both sat in and easy silence, listening to the children playing.This time, there w...s one child's voice that stood out from the crowd. It was that of our first-born. Although Emma is now in her twenties and will soon be married herself, the ten-year-old minx she was when she attended this school was how, I more often than not, remember her. The bench was having its desired effect and I was lost in that world I could only visit. , you are a good girl dont you''''a real good white slut boy, og yes thats it , look at me, look at me fucking up your mouth like a pussy''''you dress sexy, thats what happens to sexy white slut and you knew it dont you''''you knew i was going to offer you some big black cock , you wanted my cock , smoking weed and sucking cock , yeah its ok i know girl , keep that mouth weak and open''''daddy is here now, you sexy little slut, you gonna be my little secret sissy, its ok, you want it, its ok. I couldn't bear it." The look in her eyes was impossible to ignore, and overcame Ken's resistance. He allowed her to pull him into the bed, and she immediately laid her head on his chest, draping an arm over him. After a few hesitant starts, Kenneth wrapped an arm around her as well, the scent of her hair making him feel light-headed. Her sobs faded quickly, and he could feel her cease to tremble against him. When her breathing slowed, he allowed his eyes to close. He could still see her. ‘I know you do, baby, and that’s why this is hard to ask. We need to ask her about her mother. They think she might know something helpful.’ ‘Claire said the same thing today.’ ‘Really?’ ‘We were talking about Annie and her grandparents and it hit me that Beverly wants a child to control. Amy was a good girl until she married you against her parents wishes, then went off the deep end by cheating, having a baby she wasn’t sure who the father was, and then becoming a drug addict and whore.’ Well,.