When I release you, you stand there shocked for a moment, and then slap me across the face calling me an a****l. “Yeah, and that is just what you n...ed.” I say. “An a****l.” Grabbing your head I pull you forward and kiss you again. Hard. Forcing my tongue into your mouth. I can feel you trying to push my tongue out. You hands are pushing at my shoulders, but I can feel your resolve weakening. When I pull back from your mouth, you don’t pull away this time. Looking at me for a second,. I gotta tell you, it sounds kind of crazy,” Marian responded.“Our grandfather wasn’t crazy. Actually he was very lucid, even in his last days,” Cassandra insisted.“There isn’t much we can do about it anyway. Let’s just hope that the creature doesn’t come at night and grab your feet!!” Marian joked at her cousin expense.“Shut up!” Cassandra shouted, easily scared.“Haha! Ok, I feel tired. I’m going to my room,” Marian said, getting up from the sofa.Cassandra believed the document was telling some. You told me not to.’‘Good slut. Where did your husband cum?’‘Inside me,’ Jane texted, embarrassed by the interrogation. ‘Which hole stupid.’Remembering what Amanda had said when she called it her vagina, Jane wrote, ‘My pussy.’‘Good girls have pussies. Dirty old dykes like you have cunts.’Jane’s face burned. She hated that word, and always punished her daughters if she ever heard them use it. ‘He came in my cunt.’‘Do you ever suck your husbands cock?’‘Not very often. I don’t like it. The baby, baby Candace, was wailing. She sure was large, well largish,” he thought. A nurse then took her and did the cleaning up process. Another nurse was tending to mommy. It was October 10th 1972.The father, the real father would not be told of his fatherhood; well, not in the near future if ever. That was a question for another time, a time, a better time, down the road. The man had a minimum of nineteen years left to serve for his crime, thought Blake Willis.Uncle Blake had made a promise.