Dad told me to go to upstairs to the bedroom and try on the suit. After one look at the short pants, I threw a temper tantrum.My father slammed the b...droom door. He was livid. "Why do you always give me a hard time? Why must you embarrass me in front of Grandma? Your cousin Donald wears short pants. Why do you have to be different?"The mention of Donald threw me into a rage, and I started swinging my fists. I was always hearing Donny this and Donny that. My cousin Donald had always been. Feeling more confident than she would have ever imagined, Stephanie licked, sucked, and pumped her fingers into Prinna’s clinging canal. She savored the taste and the texture of the brownie’s folds beneath her tongue. There was an intimate, almost psychic connection between them. Stephanie could tell from the brownie’s movements and steady stream of pleasure-filled sounds exactly when Prinna needed more, and when to let her simmer. Whenever she looked up she could see the building ecstasy in. Swain. "Hi! I'm sorry, I know we've met before but I forget ... I'm Kathy Walker, Dee's mom." I know. I'm Georgia Swain, CPS." Child Protective Services," I filled in."Of course! You were there at the war council that brought down that..." Even Mom had trouble saying the Worm's name. "What brings you here?" Kids, of course. When the cops bust the pedos, we save the kids -- or try to." She went on to explain about the missing ones. "We should've been suspicious when we placed 'em in that foster. Ethan looked into Jordan's eyes, "What makes you think you have a choice about leaving?"Jordan knew it was time for him and his father to talk more about Angel. "I'm not going to leave Angel here with you so you can force her to be a whore for you anymore. I can't do that, I love her."Ethan scoffed, "Love, do you hear that?" He turned to Batista, "Love?" Batista showed no response, nor did Collins. "There is no such thing as love," Ethan said with disdain."Maybe not in your world," Jordan.