"Any ideas as to what his password would be?" he asked his sister."I'll give you three guesses," she joked.James briefly glanced at her and then typed...the name Joshua (his oldest child's name) and was not surprised when the computer finished its booting process."He always did like him best," Julie said with a smile."Not true and you know it," he responded in his typical manner.Julie watched as he opened the start menu and clicked on the documents icon. As expected, it was full of their father's. I can feel electrical jolts zinging towards my pussy as I write you this letter. I can feel the familiar trickle of arousal on my leg as I think about it. I don’t care about the photograph of your boring wife you keep in your wallet. Yeah, I’ve seen it. Forget about her, she can’t do the things to you that I can. You know those moments when you look at me, and I’m sliding my pen in and out of my hot, little mouth? Well, I’m not attempting to work out the answer to your question. I’m pretending. She nervously smoked a couple of cigarettes as she waited for Frank to come back and pick her up.Frank returned as promised and they slowly drove to the old house on Elgin Avenue. Angel's stomach was doing flip-flops as Frank pulled up in the driveway. He smiled at her, "Maybe you should stay behind me, and on my cue we'll surprise Ma." Just don't give her a heart attack," Angel said, "I'm pretty sure she's not expecting this."They slowly walked in the back door of the house and Angel looked at. He didn’t move. He still wore those crazy goggles he’d probably stolen from somewhere. They supposedly protected his eyes from the glare of normal light. He’d gotten an infamous shine-job at one of the many prisons he’d been known to frequent. Now his eyes were super sensitive to any kind of bright light, but also incredibly effective for seeing in the dark. She didn’t remove them. They kind of made him look sexy, all mysterious and dangerous. Maybe that was what excited her the most about him..