"Oh I can't wait to see, "she uttered.Jennifer pictured in her mind the handsome image of Mathew and quivered. He had piercing blue eyes, salt, and pe...per colored short hair, an oval face with a cute button nose, a cute handle-bar mustache, and stood six foot, with a robust figure--long legs and big hands. Oh-my, he is definitely worth keeping. In addition, I almost need a step stool to kiss him, guess that is why he calls me, "short-one," she expressed. Mathew was three years older than her. But then she lifted up ever so slightly and the look on her face told me he had inserted fingers in her fanny. She looked to my right, and a flicker of disappointment showed in her eyes.I looked right and saw that Rachael was staring up at the woman with embarrassment in her whole demeanour. She had her arm across her breasts, her other hand down on her mound hiding herself.I reached my right hand over and took ahold of her knee. “Open your legs and take your hand away.”Rachael, for the first. I will give you your own unit, which you can use for personal and on duty use." Charlie, I have to think about it, because I'd like to spend some time with my granddaughter. I haven't even made up my mind what I want to do yet. I already have ID's from Homeland Security and the FBI. I have my own federal carry permit. I can carry a gun anywhere. I don't know, Charlie, let me think about it. We are leaving for Columbus tomorrow. So how about I give you an answer when I get back." You do that. " She sighed to herself, 'If only that had been true'. Her husband made his money from women. Recruiting them into his slave trade as she called it. Lending them out to men for an evening in return for their money. She wasn't impressed. Oh, she had been lucky to start with as he hadn't wanted her soiled but then as their marriage progressed; he had grown tired of her. When her father finally died, he became even worse. He used her to control the other girls but what made her feel really bad was.