He is a very handsome man; tall, dark, well-built and handsome. He swept her off her feet and all advises from her family fell on deaf ears. She had i...herited a lot from her father who had passed away, so when her mother refused blessing her union with my father, she eloped away from Abuja and set base with him in Lagos. With the money she had, they started their own business and it wasn’t long before their business boomed. It was after the money started coming in that my father started showing. You can guess which way this skirt went. The separate cream top looked like it was the attached, extra large blooming top of a dress- while she stood straight up. The braless, low, square-cut top only showed a little cleavage while upright, but would totally expose her small B cup breasts and perfect nipples when she leaned forward or pushed her shoulders forward. She was undecided about her panties.She no longer denied she enjoyed flirting, getting hit on and exposing herself, so her psychotic. When she rang the bell at Lisa's home in mid-morning, she wasn't really surprised to find Mr. Lee on the other side of the door."Hello. How can I help you?" Hi. I'm Rebecca Tomaslovic." None of that Texas drawl today, she was all business; she even had conservative shorts and a golf-type shirt on. "I go to school with Lisa. Can I come in?" Excuse my manners. Of course you can. I'll call Lisa." He held the door for her.Rebecca came in just enough to see that Lisa wasn't around. She dropped her. Many times the river had risen from its banks to drive her family off, but they had stuck. The river had soothed them and nursed them and fed them and bathed them and cooled them, had even killed a few of them. So now she was alone, just the river and she. That was how it had always been. She and The River. ‘SSShh,’ the river whispered, muttering and mumbling its ceaseless speech, winding and wandering and wending its way through numberless lands and loves and lives, but speaking directly only.