Of course I also wanted to be close to her, for obvious reasons. I was suspecting that my father had a love affair but I had no proof of it... My mom was never talking about that and she even avoided any kind of conversation having to do with it. Many times I was mentioning to her about him and his bad way of treating her, but my mother always stopped me. I knew that she was missing sex though. Our bedrooms were next to each other and I had heard her many nights playing with her. Jack was hit 6 times in the chest, and Warren was hit 5 times in the chest and neck." I groggily said, "Sally that was good shooting, every pellet and slug hit those guys. Nine 00 buckshot and two slugs, those two were dead so fast they didn't have time to hurt. Thank you for protecting Sue and me from them, I owe you both my life." Sue said, "You take better care of our life then." Sally agreed.Sue said, "You need to go to the hospital." I answered, "I can't; Sally will go to jail if I do.". I hadn't had time to wash Miss Howard's cum off of my face. I was afraid Missy was going to be horrified.She suddenly got a clouded look in her eyes and leaned forward ravishing my mouth, furiously sticking her tongue deep into my mouth. She ground her face into me, kissing me again and again. She touched my now hard cock, stroking it, checking it out. Panting now, she said, "Come in with me, no one's home: Park in the garage so no one sees your car." I knew she meant her boyfriend, but I. ”“Yo, dude, cashier's not gonna write it on your tab. Says anyone can say they write on someone else's tab,” came Pat's voice from the other end.“Which one is it? The curvy black girl or the skinny blonde?” I asked back. “If it's the black girl tell her exactly this: 'Honey Bear hasn't forgotten about Sugar Curves.' She'll understand.”“Wha—'Honey Bear'?” was all I heard him say before the cashier chimed in.“Honey Bear, that you?” I heard her voice. “Tell Skinny Rice Krispie Boy Toy here he.