And don't call him my father." Why you..." Get this, you old shrew. I'm only here because if I did not come, I'd be in that man's custody until the di...orce proceedings are finished. I would rather die."Jacob walked to my side. "Troubles?" No. Just annoyances. Let's get this over with."I showed Jacob into the church building. As we entered I slipped him an envelope. "Here's the answer I promised. Give your word you'll wait till Sunday to read it." Why Sunday?" Please. After all I've been. “Get over here,” he commands, a massive morning erection clearly evident under the bed sheets. Before I even think about objecting I’m already scurrying over to him as commanded. I kneel by the side of the bed and await further instructions, trying unsuccessfully to resist gawking at the sexy serpentine shape writhing under the covers just inches away from my very hungry, salivating mouth.He smirks and pulls the covers back, revealing his sculpted slab of rock hard and throbbing manmeat. I. We gonna go to my place. Huh? Alright?” They both got up from the table, leaving the darkness of the bar behind, along with empty glasses they recently held. As Barbara drove she could see Steve’s car behind her. It was a white Toyota that held the course like a determined rocket. Barbara couldn’t hold her excitement. In part she was very afraid. She was afraid that John would get home from work earlier than usual. She knew it never happened, it was only 3:30 pm and he never got home earlier. He didn’t make a movement as if he had even heard her and she was glad. He would have said something really mean to her if he had. Something like ‘hey maybe you are a hippie and your jealous.’ Maybe she was. Unconsciously, Caden looked down at her chest. Her boobs were normal. Not big and not small. Nothing extravagant. And definitely nothing fake. The left backseat door opened and the weight in the car momentarily shifted. The air in the room was overtaken for a second by more Macy’s cologne..