Excerpt from Karen McGifford’s JournalI had my feet up in the back seat of my car. Except it wasn’t my car now, though. Mike had given it to my so... Joe, a day after we returned from our wild holiday. There were times I thought my dream was a sex game and a fantasy that we could turn off anytime we wanted. Then there were times like this morning, when I realized that there was no way to stop the rollercoaster now that I got on the ride.I’d never been able to say with a straight face to my son. I just couldnt resist this gorgeous bottom so I said, Just a few more, I think, and then we will send some pictures to your father. and I started again before she could reply. Another 20 or so to each cheek and I stopped and stroked her again. When you are ready, please stand up in front of me bent over with your hands on the coffee table and I will take a couple of pictures. I continued gently caressing her hot little ass until she quieted down a little and then got up on her feet. She looked. Some dont but i have not met one yet. Street hookers would not make up more than 1/3 of all female inmates. They are the cheapest and dont mind the slutty treatment of being a cum disposal with no strings attached. Very unclean though even with condoms. Then there the dips, side bitches and those the ones that know about you and sympathetic to him about the shit you wont do for him at home. They sucking ,licking and swallowing. Giving back rubs and soothing words of comfort then sending him. " Ann heard this and cried even more. "Sandy you are my friend...why do you turn against me like this?" " You are both slimy sluts that the world would be better off without. I am simply making the world a better place for decent women without you two in it," Roger said with disgust clearly in his voice. "Sandy your kids have asked me to make sure that you never come in their home again. They don't feel like you are their mother any more. Little Suzy will always remember you as the one that.