"Good girl," he said, smiling softly down on me. "Okay, now what's on your mind?" "Um," I replied stupidly, trying to buy some time. "What do you mean... Sir?" "Don't answer a question with a question. Tell me." I sighed and looked down at my hands. I wasn't being good and I knew it. "I'm sorry. I haven't been myself lately." "I've noticed. It's okay. It's time to talk to me about it." I wanted to... I really did... "I... I..." "Dominique. See that door?" He pointed toward the front door and my. She was turning into a pretty young thing. In the last year, she’d grown 5-6” in height to 5’5”. She had long strong legs and had developed quite a cute little ass. She needed a bra for her growing breasts but Emmitt raised hell when the topic of spending money came up. “Them goddamn little titties don’t need no bra and you ain’t spending our money on crap like that”, he’d yelled at Betty. Betty knew better than to argue or risk getting beaten. She bought tampons without his knowledge when her. Her head lay rested on one of the pillows while her back was arched in a provocative manner. Melissa's chest jutted upward, her large nipples and breasts poking out towards the air. Her brown hair was damp with perspiration and a few hairs clung to the top of her forehead. Her eyes were closed and I don't think she (or Sarah) heard me come in.Sarah's body was magnificent looking, with a tiny ass and a very thin but proportional body frame. I could make out her tits as they hung underneath her. She also looked over to where Harriet Carter sat, her back against her husband’s chest, a woman at peace. Ellen knew how much she had suffered over the last years, some of it through her own, Ellen’s mistakes. She also knew that Harriet’s happiness had been earned the hard way, and she marvelled at the character of the woman and her own good luck to have her as mother in law. She also thought about her own mother, not the sick bundle of bones that she had been close to the end, but the.