Pulling the brush through my long blonde hair i hear your car pulling into the driveway, jumping up to look out of my window in excitement. You flash ...our lights at me and i wave back, quickly straightening my clothes i grab my jacket and run down the stairs and out of the door jumping into the passenger side i lean over and kiss your lips hi baby i say, gazing into your eyes lovingly hi yourself you reply you look sexy as usual you put your hand on my leg and slowly stroke up my smooth pink. . freely, to feel free to explore your ... urges ... without feeling shame or guilt ... I just ... I never ... never in a million years..." Yeah..." Kira said, sounding just a little more confident, "I know ... me either ... but ... Mom, I don't like making you mad, and I knew if you ever found out, you'd hate me ... but..."I cut her off. "I don't hate you, Kira. No, never that. I love you, no matter what. This is just ... This is i****t ... of sorts. Kira ... it's i****t." But we haven't done. They all had long dark hair that looked like it had never been washed and they stank just as bad as the place."Cooperate," I told the men, "and you might live to see tomorrow morning. Do anything else and you will die tonight."The men nodded their heads in understanding and asked me how they could serve me."Whose estate is this?" I asked them directly."It is the estate of the esteemed trader, Alexander of Lufkin," replied one of the men, bowing his head as he spoke."Is he home?" I demanded to. "I'd like to come in," answered Jase, "I live here, or least I did before the war."The maid replied with, "And just who are you, sir?"Jase answered with, "I'm Jason Owens, youngest son of the family that lives here."The maid looked perplexed when she answered, "Well sir, I'm sorry, but no one by that name lives here any more. The mayor of Milledgeville, Mr. Thaddeus P. Kriegsman and his family live here now." Oh," said Jase, "Do you have any idea where the Owens family went?"The maid replied,.