Everyone told them they shouldn't be strangers.They got home just before midnight. The dinner had led to a visit to Baskin Robbins, and that evolved i...to a trip to the movies to see a children's movie for Belinda. Everyone had been having a good time and no one wanted it to end.Exhausted, Belinda fell asleep in the truck on the way home and only murmured faint protests when Ryan took her out of the car seat and carried her into the house. Consuela loosened the small girl's clothing, took off. Just remembering her mom, and how sick she was at the end, made her sad just now.Then it hit her. The solution was right in front of her. In fact, she had told the Girls herself earlier that day. The Woman of the House. All she had to do was be the person she already was; be the Woman of the House. Now, did she have the courage to FULLY become that person?***Late that night, Becky softly knocked on her father’s bedroom door. “Daddy?” She asked softly, turning the knob and opening the door. He. She use to feed the baby in front of me with as she use to be at my place for most of the time during day as there was no one to take care of her as my jiju use to go to work.I felt awkward initially looking at the busty milky boobs but later on got used to it. Still, I never had any wrong intentions about her.One day my mom and sister went out for shopping and we were alone at my place. I was sleeping on the bed and she was sleeping down on a mat.Suddenly she got up and asked me to come down. She remained blissfully unconscious as the Machete flashed again and the second foot joined the first."Take the feet to the dogs then you can stitch up, Mr Stephens."Stephens forced himself, he picked up her dainty feet, unlaced her canvass shoes and removed her short white socks and as in a dream carried her pink feet to the dog pen.Blare and Bush the Rotweillers looked on, salivating, Stephenson tossed a foot to each and watched as they tore away and ate the pitifully small amount of flesh.