.. no." Her voice echoed ... she'd only whispered.She turned around and headed back to the crawlspace. The eye saw her and whatever the creature was r...newed it's efforts to pry the grillwork loose. A massive spark on the face of the grill tossed the 'thing' back to the ground. Wendy could hear it whimpering.'Poor baby.'The whimpering turned to howling..."Shut up! I'll give you something to cry about." The voice sounded faintly familiar.Heading left, after a decent duckwalk and crawl, the duct. It was black, lacy, and her breasts looked fantastic pushed into this beautiful ensemble. Her breasts were barely contained and I could see Michael's eyes bulging out as he devoured his food with his mouth and Lisa's body with his eyes.She was being more "forceful" (but playful) than I had ever seen her before. She lifted up my silk skirt in the back and tore at my panties. This was more like a guy than the gentle girl I knew and had modelled with! But I knew it was okay, that she wouldn't hurt. That didn't excuse Joyce from responsibility for what she had done, but it explained it better for me. Brenda, she was just being Brenda. She never stopped to consider the consequences of her decisions.One thing hadn't changed for me. I was still determined to take care of my happiness. I had never been fixated on there being only a single path to achieving that goal. I was more than willing to embrace some change. One of the changes I was considering was to allow Emily to be an outside. “Since I’ve been totally abandoned by my only parental unit, I had to make the evening meal all by myself before going to sleep. Good night, Dad. Good night, Jia.”“Good night, Pam.”Jia looked a bit shocked, but when I rolled my eyes she just started giggling. We agreed that we would get up early the following morning so that I could drive her to her apartment so that she could get some clean clothes. She didn’t need to say that she’d probably give a quick report also.We soon developed a.