Slamming the door closed to quelch his anger before turning back to her.Her eye was still bruised and there was now a cast on her arm from the fight a...week earlier. He looked at her belly and the bump growing there. It was the reason for his anger, their fight and why he was here. “I’m sorry! I accept it’s mine! We need to be together! For the baby. Please baby! Please!”“Look at me! You fucking did this to me! Get out of here, I don’t want you anywhere near me. Anywhere near him!” She said as. "Um, I may havemessed up a little with Rita this time." The pause lingers in the air aminute. By now, I've finished removing Tina's polish, filed her nailsand fixed her cuticles. I have the burgundy color Tina had selcted in myhand, almost ready to start her first coat of polish."What do you mean?" I inquire hesitantly."Oh, Charlie, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say anything. I justslipped. But it's fine, really." She quickly continued, "You see, youknow how Mother's Day is coming up? . The top half of my body, albeit thin, could be mistaken for a teen boy's. The bottom half is feminine, but I never really identified with either gender. I admire the adult female form as much as the adult male's. My sexual fantasies had usually been about men, but not exclusively. I sometimes fantasized about the few women that I had physical contact with. That was mostly hair stylists and nurses and doctors. And my sister's mature naked body so turned me on that I had crossed the line and. “Damn you, I said give them back!” She jumped, and managed to snag the dangling crotch with her fingertips, just getting enough leverage as she dropped to tug them from his fingers. She stuffed them inside her robe and bent to retrieve the rest of her fallen clothes, making sure that her bra was stuffed between her shirt and pants. “What’s the matter, Creampuff? Hasn’t a guy ever seen your panties before?” Diondre’s brows arched as he chuckled, only infuriating Samantha more as she shouldered.