’ She smirked. ‘Is that why you’re here with me instead of with your own husband?’ Abby blinked. ‘I chose to stay with you because you neede... me more. Gabriel understands that.’ ‘Yeah, because you pushed me down the stairs so I could lose my baby. The baby Gabriel planted in my belly,’ Mikayla yelled in her face. ‘You…low-life tramp,’ a woman’s voice hissed from the doorway. Both Abby and Mikayla stared at their aunt in horror. Paulina Montenegro stalked closer. Mikayla gripped Abby and Abby. He knew himself, and he knew what he liked and what he didn’t like. ‘And what you like ain’t anywhere near this kitchen,’ the voice informed him. Oh, the appetite Ellen had for sex hadn’t waned over the years. She constantly harassed him for sex and tried to be as alluring as she could be, wearing all kinds of lacy lingerie to seduce him and whispering erotic words into his decidedly unimpressed ear. And who could blame her? Mark knew he was attractive and found no gain in hiding the fact under. She tries halfheartedly to fight his strong embrace but his kiss deepens and she feels her body starting to melt against him as he reaches down and grabs her ass, holding her firmly to him. She feels his hips start to gyrate against her and his cock gets harder as he moves against her. She feels his lips trace down to her neck and he starts nibbling the side of her neck with the same passion as hed kissed her lips. He grabs her hair and pulls just hard enough to tilt her head to one side as she. To let her curl up until she doesn't want to curl up anymore. Because there's always another moment. People talk about bottling up a moment in time or preserving a thought in amber: this is mine.While I wait for the sun to shine again, I thumb the notepaper.I feel the fuzziness of the note's edges. Consider the blue pen she used. Where she sat when she wrote it. Her stylized handwriting, where the letter "a" resembles a "2." How the descenders on the "g" and "y" drop down almost two lines. The.