I was watching American Bandstand when Darlene opened the screen door and came into the house. "Hey, Danny," she said. She had a kind of a tote bag sl...ng from her shoulder. Her eyes went to the television and she watched a few seconds before asking where Steph was. I told her she was in her room. Then, remembering my sister was naked when I left her, I called up to let her know she was about to have company.I watched Darlene's butt as she climbed the stairs. Darlene was a little fatter than. He didn't recognize the number."Hello?" Hello, John," the unfamiliar voice spoke. "Can I call you John?" Who is this? How did you get my number?" Who I am isn't important and Rose gave me your number." What do you want?" he asked glancing over at his smirking daughter."You have a problem and I have the solution." What are you talking about?" Listen, John, I know all about your money problems and how you're about to lose your home. I can help you."John held the phone to his ear but didn't. “What you got there, Cuda?” Lynette asked as she carried a couple cans of Coke over to our location.“A pretty sweet looking set of lyrics, which my man, Jason wrote the other day. Thanks for the Coke, too,” I said as I took the can from Lynette, and held the paper out so she could read the lyrics.“May I?” Lynette asked of Jason as she nodded over to the kitchen counter, “Let’s move over there, where we can take a closer look at this?”Jason simply waved his left arm towards the kitchen and. She turned on the light and closed the door behind her. Urine gushed out of her as she sat on the toilet. In the thin walls of the apartment, she knew her brother could hear it. She stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. Her long, light-brown hair, streaked with gray, was disheveled with strands of hair over her face; her nightshirt was stained with her brother's sweat, and the darkness of her nipples and the outline of her small breasts were visible in the harsh light of the bathroom."I.