I am actually glad it was akitten, and not someone trying to rip off my momma's theater. Or, Iguess I should say, my theater." Your theater, miss?" Y...s, my momma was the fourth member of our family to own it. She leftit to me when she passed away a few months ago."Sarah gently stroked Violet's hair, seeing it was done up in aballerina's bun. "Violet dear, are you hungry?" Yes Miss." Violet's stomach rumbled softly, indicating a need for agood warm breakfast."Then if you would like to join. “Your honor, may I ?”, Jennifer asked, standing. “My client is an attorney but specializes in corporate law. She filed for separation almost two years ago but could not get the defendant to co-operate moving forward on the matter. My client has lived alone and paid of her own personal expenses since that date. My client simply wants to finalize these proceedings your honor. She has suffered verbal and physical abuse along with infidelity by her spouse. These are in my client’s eyes. She leaned back and pressed her palm against her ear to shut out the din of the busy shop. “Sorry. What?”“Alright,” he conceded, “I’ll stop playing. I don’t want to come across as…" Creepy?"He snickered. "Right."“Yeah… might be a bit late for that,” she replied, smirking.“Yes, you’re probably right about that, too. My apologies.”"So do you know who - ”“I’m so sorry. Could you hold on for a second?”Willow sat up. “Oh. Wait, I - ”He hung up.Her jaw still slack, she frowned. “What the hell?”She. He had never gone this far with any girl before, and his heart was pounding. At the same time, Amanda bashfully moved her hands down the front of her skirt, lifted it up so that she could get to his cock and moved further to between her legs where his shaft was up and standing at attention . . . still covered with the chiffon of her mom’s robe. A devilish grin came across her face, as she found the gap between the two sides of the chiffon robe and slowly.