"While continuing to look at my paintings, she said, "Yes, that would work."I chuckled. "You like my paintings, huh?" I love them! Your talent for com...osition and color is amazing." Thank you. I've decided that art will be my life's work."She turned to me and said, "How old are you, Debra?" I'll be twenty in April," I said."Shelly told me your cockamamie story, what she referred to as a collection of lies. Like her, I didn't believe your story. After witnessing first hand your architectural. I was aiming at the toilet as I stroked my shaft and rubbed over the head as I went over the top I could feel a load building as I gently rubbed my balls. I grunted as a couple of spurts splattered the back of the toilet. As I was squeezing out the last of it, I noticed a movement at the partially open door. Oh shit, it was Janey. That sinking stomach feeling came over me as she ran to her room and slammed the door.Well, I figured she would tell, so I cleaned up in a hurry and went to see. In the silence of the quiet bedroom Jamie could hear the man clearly, and knew it was Marcus. Kelsey’s face crumpled into worry as he told her he was coming over to get some of his things. She glanced at Jamie, her eyes beginning to water. “You don’t live here anymore, Marcus, you can’t just show up whenever you want.” She said to him, the hurt obvious in her voice. “Why does it matter? You got company already?” He replied.Kelsey’s face flushed pink before she frowned, her brow furrowing in. Din’t know if you’d think I was tainted…like my daddy use ta call it.” Townes looked back at her face. She was still staring into the truck bed. He got the feeling there were a hundred things he could say to please her, and almost nothing that could hurt her. “It’s not about who’s been inside your body, Siren. It’s about who lives inside it.” “Ain’t a lotta people think like that.” Truck bed, but her eyes moved halfway toward him and then back to the same spot as before. “Did your daddy.