She was a South Texas girl, about 30, married with 3 that were 13, 11, and 5. She was a stunning beauty that looked identical to Chloe Amour. (If yo... don’t know who Chloe Amour is, do a search on her name and watch some vids. When I first saw her, I thought Lizzy had started doing porn they looked so identical. Not just in the face either, everything looked cloned.)I am not sure why I didn’t think of Lizzy sexually at first. I mean, I certainly had noticed her and thought she was beyond. He grabbed her by the hair and dragged hoisted her up, throwing her over his shoulder. "We'll just have to take this party somewhere else, won't we?"He carried her through the kitchen and to the cellar door off to the side, flicking the light switch on as he did. He carried her down the cement stairs, into the cold and damp basement, the smell of mildew and decay surrounding. He dropped her in the middle of the floor and headed back up the stairs to lock the door. His basement was small and. "It's the downside," Susan said. "Can't just pick up and go anywhere at the drop of a hat. Going out resembles Hannibal crossing the Alps."I was rocking little JW on my legs, listening."Diaper bag. Make SURE it's stocked. Buckle JW into his car seat slash carrier slash orbital re-entry capsule. Make sure I have an emergency change of clothes in case he has an accident. Have you seen it? He's like a little fountain. Half the time I'm changing him when the cool air hits 'im, he pees. And he. She buttoned everything back one button at a time, slowly and deliberately. Her breath hot and heavy on Sorrel’s face and neck, she stepped back, ‘There, good, you’re as good as new, just like the pretty little girl who came in.’ She leaned forward and gave Sorrel a kiss on the cheek, ‘Now thank me.’ Sorrel looked at Denise, blushing for what seemed like the hundredth time, ‘That you ma’am.’ Denise held out her hand, ‘Let me take you back to the group.’ Sorrel took Denise’s hand and followed.