I slip on my pink cat slippers and open my bedroom door and head down the hall to the back stairs to head down to the kitchen. This was a convenient t...uch to the house as it allows us to get downstairs to the kitchen without having to go to the main parts. So if my parents have guests over or whatever then we will not be interrupting.As I get to the bottom of the stairs I see my dad at the kitchen table looking at his tablet with a cup of coffee and a half eaten bagel in front of him. While. "I will tell youwhen we are seated and before we order."George was perplexed about the before we order part. He remained agentleman and did not press the subject. The conversation started togrind to a halt. Robin knew it was close to midnight in her fairy taleromance with her unknowing boyfriend. They were both as grateful asstranger in a strange land being given direction when the ma?tre d'escorted them to their table.It was nice secluded table at the back of the restaurant where they canwatch. Has nice dreams. Smiling a little. Beautiful!My cum leaking from her slightly gaping cunt. Lovely tranquil picture.Stay with me! I know this is boring! Wait! Please? Don’t go!Tranquility, along with everything else we think we know, is just an illusion. Want me to explain that? Wish I could! I need to pee.Thats why I pulled out of my delicious mother and got out of bed. Why I left the bedroom, entered the parlor, because I need to pee! Going to the outhouse behind the bungalow, I exit through. .. before her parents died. I was sure I’d lost that girl.”“She was always in there. She just didn’t know how to deal with the pain of losing her parents, and she’d found she could at least numb it with drugs. As she got sober each time, she had both the pain from her parents still there, with shame over her habit added on top of it.”“How’d you do this?”“First, I want to make it clear, she isn’t cured. We managed to get all that crap out of her system, and more importantly, we’ve been giving.