Cheryl got off her chair and walked up the stairs. Each step seemed to be mocking her life. When she reached the top she was exhausted. This has been ... hell of day, she thought to herself. And it is only nine thirty. She walked into the room. He was wearing his torn black pants and his red shirt."Hey dear," he said. He had a gut from his obsessions of beer and food, but he had muscle from his long days at the cemetery."What is it darling?" Despite the anger she felt, her words sounded pleasant. She had an appointment just in time but if she only could bottle it but no sex time She was pure Kelly green carnality wrapped.How they inflamed hard to tame he could just snap one another beyond reason.He was punished for years of sin adultery. He loved his sex kingdom lime hot monastery.The heat from her snow white skin wasn’t any mystery took all his semen. So her lush mouth erotically blew him over he inhaled deeply her lime four play clover worth a fortune.That lime mercifully drops of. Rebecca, Colleen, and I christened the master bed in the new house, over the course of a particularly beautiful weekend. Mr. Bell and Millie had taken off for the Italian Riviera, leaving us 'young folks' on our own. Mr. Bell smiled when he admonished me to, "Keep out of trouble," as they were driven away.Millie and I still silently danced our dance of attraction, staying just outside the line. My fear was crossing that line and destroying our whole family construct. Millie couldn't think of. With a deep breath, I opened the letter and read the contents.Dear Davik, If you are reading this note, then I have died, but not before letting you know of the drawer this note resides in and the journal that you would need to read. I am sorry that I kept the contents of the journal from you, but I had to protect my family. Hopefully, through my death, they may be shielded from harm and from the tarnished memory this revelation would cause. If my family knew that the attack on your parents was.