The butterfly looped around Patrick, moving to a cluster of bright pink flowers that grew nearby. The insect landed on one of the soft looking petals,...its wings coming to a rest. ‘Greetings,’ a soft, lilting female voice said. Caught up as he was in his new surroundings, Patrick had not noticed anyone else in the clearing. He jumped and turned, seeing the woman he had seen before in his fountain. She was short, just over a meter tall. Her long hair floated around her head like a golden halo.. “I don’t want to fuck anybody else. I want Ray!”Yesenia has never heard her best friend ever refer to her father by his name before. “I understand, but it doesn’t look like your mom is going anywhere anytime soon. Besides, your dad is right. If he gets caught with you, things will go to shit.” She smiles, giving comfort to Zaria. “So if you can’t have him all the time, have him when you can. And be discreet about it. Tell him that is what you want. Tell him that it can be enough. Can it be?”“I. Years of dance had kept my stomach trim, hips curving in to my waist and my breasts, 34Ds, offering the lovely shape of my 5'8" figure. My skin was a beautiful olive colour I'd inherited from my mother, and surrounding my heart shaped face was a mass of dark, almost black hair. I took pride in every inch of myself, making sure it was all plucked, waxed and pruned to perfection. My chocolate toned eyes were always made up beautifully and my pout barely covered with a layer of lipgloss. I was. What’s so hard about giving him 3 cheeseburgers, a large fry, and a diet soda? And these.. these burgers had ONIONS on them.And he did not ask for onions. Ketchup and mustard, that’s all these burgers need!“MOM!!” he shouted again, his fuzzy ears flattened in annoyance, his cat’s tail jerking back and forth against the wall with impatience. Thump. Thump. Thump.“I’m coming dear, I’m coming!” his mom answered, her heavy breaths as she climbed up the stairs to her son’s room to the 3rd floor. It’s.