Yes, darling, I’m glad to see you too.We talk so easily, you and I. So naturally, with every exchange. The ease of our communication with each other...is obvious, and it’s always been that way. I let you get changed from your work clothes, and place our food on the table. I pour you your favorite drink, and we both sit and eat together...so small of a detail, and one that most take for granted. The candlelight flickers beautifully in your dark eyes, and I'm almost hypnotized by the sight of the. Need a friend to help you prepare for a party? Abbie would be there in a heartbeat. Want a buddy to go see a movie with? Abbie's your girl. Moving across town and want help with some boxes? Someone to walk the dog? To paint the house? To go the park?Abbie never let anything stand in her way of helping her friends. Unless there was some kind of emergency or if the circumstance was inappropriately dangerous, she always said yes.The nicest thing about it was that no one ever asked anything too. She started to text. ‘Hi James, you okay?’‘Good. U ready?’She flicked back her hair, bit her lips and started to type an update.‘Stay there. I can sleep here’ he replied.“Can’t leave you like that all night!”‘I’ll be fine, loving being under your L & K!’Belinda smiled. ‘U sure u don’t need anything?’‘Keys?’“Ha!”‘Tips on escaping?’‘Get the keys!’It was just after midnight when Belinda crept silently out of her house and locked the door behind her. Her daughter’s temperature was gone and she was. “Yes honey. I just feel full.”“I always tell you not to eat a heavy meal when we have a lunch” said sternly dad thinking he is the macho man of the house.Mom apologized and went to her room to digest the meal she got from the testicles of the black stud.When dad wasn’t home, the black priest always found an excuse to fuck mom in the pussy. He was especially attracted to her breasts. Throughout the day, whenever she passed by him, he would maul her breasts and play with them.Sometimes when he is.