Divorce was the first step. Her hand found its way to Helen’s butt hole causing a pleasing exclamation from its owner. Last night she had performed...the act spontaneously, would it create pleasure or revulsion now in the cold light of morning? Pleasure or disgust? Both? Reluctantly, Kimberly forced herself to return to planning her future; divorce was the first step, but what then? The telephone rang. It was Adam. His deal had gone through and he would be taking care of some ‘loose ends’ but. She let Bobby out the door, and the boy smacked his lips on his doughnutas though it was scripted. "Come in, come in," Maria said to the waitingcrowd. "We normally open at 9 sharp, but I think we are in for a busyday. We don't have everything out yet, but if you wait it will come. Irecognize some familiar faces, but there are a lot of new ones too.Welcome to Bread Baron, the best bakery in town. I hope you will enjoyour goods as much as our regular customers do."Carol and Rachael immediately. " My train of thought is suddenly interrupted as I feel a sudden rush of cool air blow over my bare chest as the door swings open quickly. I pop my eyes open to find her standing directly in front of me. I take in her face. Her cheeks are flushed, her eyes are bloodshot, and puffy. Her thick curly hair looks as if she's been just caught in a windstorm. Her pouty pink lips are moist and slightly quivering. She's wrapped in a large white cotton towel and I'm startled at the sight of her, but. "I'm Becky," she introduced herself to me."I'm...Markie," I answered, glaring at Carol who was standing back andlaughing. "She's gonna pay for this," I muttered to myself.After we got candy from the man at the door, we went back to thesidewalk where Carol and her mom were waiting. "That is such anadorable costume," Carol told Becky."She likes witches," Becky's mom told Carol."Then she has good taste," Carol responded with a chuckle."Why don't we go together?" Becky's mom asked as she was.