James was very beautiful. I could see Cooper's features in both of them.Out of curiosity, I opened the other album from the back to see if the picture... there were also of the wedding, and sure enough, they were. Several of the wedding pictures were even identical, shared between the families, obviously, and taken by someone who had been hired to photograph the event.Several of these had featured the entire wedding party, including both sets of parents, and I could see where Mrs. James got her. You are the guest and will go by our rules, and if I want to go around naked I fucking will. (With that I took my robe off tossing it at her) She screamed tossing it back at me before running up stairs to her room. Point made I slunge the robe over my shoulder and walked victorious up the stairs to my bathroom. With time lost I changed my plans and entered the shower instead of the tub giving me time to bathe and start dinner before her father got home. Things were normal until I seen her in. They had been delirious with relief when the border patrol officers had saved them. It had been almost six months ago, but to Ashley it seemed like a lifetime. “Watch your step.” Brad opened the door for her and pointed out the crumbling concrete step in front of the old dorm’s main entrance. They walked down the hallway, waited for the elevator. It was surreal how much an experience, how much one traumatic event, could change a person, Ashley thought. Even though they had survived and returned. I accept myself and I'm happy to be a woman and I'm really happy that I have you for a mom. It's just that... well... it's not an intellectual thing. Cripes, it's not even an emotional thing!" What thing is it, baby?" It's a physical thing! You know. Horny!"As if slapping her forehead, mom said, "Oh! I'm beginning to get it. You're horny. I mean, physically horny, and it's bothering you, right?"Where was Mom when I was suffering from an ingrown hard-on? How come we never had this kinda talk?.