We cuddled, hugged, kissed, and generally played horny teenager, until Desi decided to talk."My mother died when I was born. My father was climbing th... ladder of criminal enterprise and never had time for me. That was partly because my grandfather claimed me as his mistress, as soon as I came of age, which for him meant when I began to bleed."He died from an overdose of bullets."Desi looked at me with such an expression of conviction, and said, "You were very good to me a little while ago. I. Hold still and lestget this pretty Cardigan on you as well. Don't scowl its just right fora pretty toddler you need to get used to being. That Fluffy white Angorais Soooooo sweet and goes well with your pretty yellow dress. I think wewill leave the bonnet on, my little girl looks so Yummy.Don't you dare argue with me. Your not a 'Big Man' anymore and if youwant your 'little man' to ever be able to grow and do 'squirties' againyou will do what your told. This is for the best for you after. As before, the only place to set down was a beat up looking white plastic 'lawn chair', of the sort you see in big box stores that cost hardly anything. 'Disposable.' 'Easily replaced' were words that suited such pieces of mass produced junk. Yet, there was something curiously arousing about that very idea of something being entirely 'disposable!' It wasn't a stretch to apply the same sort of viewpoint to such a place as an adult bookstore, or even a glory hole! After all, that was entirely. She knew where a Goodwill store was located because she had donated some things when they had settled into their condo.As she drove she couldn?t decide whether to turn on the air and freeze or open the windows and sweat since the temperature was around 95.She finally decided to open the windows hoping the breeze would dry her off some.Carole arrived at the Goodwill store and was not happy to see so many cars in the lot.After steeling her nerves she headed inside despite the bedraggled mess she.