Please hurry home."Abigail choked up and was unable to say anything for a minute. "Tomorrow, sweetie. Tomorrow I'll see you and welcome you to our lit...le family." I love you, Abbie. I love you so much."Abigail smiled and felt suddenly exhausted. "I love you, too, Allie. Get some rest tonight. You need it. Let me talk to Jack for a minute."Abigail waited while the exchange was made."Hey, baby," Jack said. "Quite a story, huh?"Abigail was silent for a long time. She knew Jack was waiting for a. Four last Saturday, remind Tina to herself, and I wasn't allowed to come to the party. Since Yvonne had emotionally asked Tina to leave, she had been denied access to see her children. Yvonne wouldn't even acknowledge phone calls or letters. Without a job, Tina had no money to fight for access.Tina began to feel weak and light headed. No longer could she cough up the fumes from her lungs. Her time was rapidly coming to an end. With one last effort she unlocked the car door. If someone came they. She spent her time studying, and graduated four years later with her degree in elementary education and a teaching certificate. The last semester of “practice teaching” had been thrilling and had confirmed her decision to follow her aunt’s vocation. Any other occupation would have been meaningless after she’d spent fifteen weeks with the twenty little boys and girls that made up her second grade class. She came back to her apartment each night with the thrill that she’d seen a difference in. It was just too thrilling. At 12 years old I now knew what lust was and I loved it. My cock rose into its sensing mode again. All I could think of was Moms wonderful body. How long could this go on? Another time? Another day? The thought of future pleasures was pressing me on and I got a towel from the closet and slowly returned to the living room. Stood again over Mom watching her. She was so beautiful. Jimmy, my best friend was right, she had great tits, I was going to tell him I saw them..