I hugged her and kissed her and carried on about the baby until she relaxed, and the subject of Susan Hopewell never came up, again.The next few weeks...were quiet, and I only had some routine sheriff-business to worry with. Christmas came and we all happily made fools of ourselves in our efforts to give Mary Jane a Christmas to remember. Of course, she was too young to remember any of it, but we had fun!When January came around, we received a letter from the El Paso and Pacific Railroad telling. I hadn’t really gotten over her passing but I knew that I had to be strong and provide my daughter with the strength and support that she needed at a time like this,Anyway, one day I’m at home alone and needing to relieve myself, I turn on a porn video of some young teens getting into it. I laid back on the bed with my pants down and my hand on my hardening member enjoying the show when I heard a noise at my bedroom door.I look over at the door and see Sage standing there. I turn to her and as. “Good Morning Jason, Jaden.” She murmured to it before fixing her green t-shirt and plaid button up, leaving it open and tied around her midsection. Sighing did little good these days but she did it anyway. She knew it wasn’t long before she cracked, maybe even today, with the thoughts she had been having. There was no skirting around the issue here. Dorinda was depressed. For a 5 foot 3, black woman, 21 years old and soon to be mother of two she didn’t act like it. Like most people she tried. Penny wielded a pair of scissors and lifted the hem of my lycra top.“Alright, alright,” I said shaking them off.I peeled off my top, noting the admiring look Alison gave me.“Now your shorts.”Alison now had the scissors ready.The bulge in my shorts was growing. I peeled them down and off and was standing in the middle of the room, in my underpants, flanked by Alison and Penny, and watched by Barbara.“Alright, alright, I’ll do the washing up,” I said, surrendering.“Yes you will,” said Barbara,.