The scars of all that had happened would be more mental and emotional and he feared for her. He was older, stronger, and had survived more then most, ...ut she was so fragile at times…only he knew just how fragile she was. All she wanted was to love him, be his wife and have his children. Leigh stood up on the seat and put her small arms around them both…’it’s okay aunt Keni, it will all be okay…’ Keni smiled. ‘Yeah it will sweetie, and the best part is we got you and your sister in our family. I even did it a few times in the girl’s rest room at school.When school started, again I would be in the ninth grade. I also started to dress a little differently. I wore dresses, which showed my short lovely tanned legs. I wore tight shorts and tight jeans, which showed off my round ass as well. I also wore low cut tops, which really showed my tits especially after getting my first push up bra.Boys at school would stare at me well not at me but at my big tits. Hardly anyone ever looked me in. I caressed them firmly playing with her hard nipples as she got into her own rhythm and rocked on my cock. She began to dig her nails into my chest, stomach and shoulders as she was grinding on me deeper, harder and faster. I could feel her pussy tighten and once more her body was quivering and she was throwing her head back and forth with her long blonde hair flowing everywhere. She screamed so load I was sure everyone in the street could hear her “Oh, god, god, god, Mr. D I’m cumming, I’m. She turned around to ask him just that, but before she could, he said, ‘So. Is Nicolàs someone special to you?’ ‘No! Well, yes, he is. Like Marie-Josée said, our families are very close and related in some crazy way that barely counts anymore.’ ‘Does he always hold you on his lap, whisper in your ear and give you kisses?’ His tone of voice had lost all traces of cordiality. ‘Actually, yes he does and he has for as long as I can remember,’ French’s own voice was laced with asperity. ‘Not that I.