His mom turned and looked at me and instinctively I said "hi Stephanie." "Hello" She replied softly as she was trying to get something out of the refr...gerator. I watched as she bent over and her shorts rode higher up her legs. I could see the thin fabric of her shorts begin to creep into her ass crack as she reached even farther into the refrigerator. The short heels she was weareng really accented her calf muscles. Finally she stood up and turned around and walked back into the house.As I sat. Day 115The days were short and the skies were bleak. Samantha was pacing and grumbling. It was time to make her happy. I remembered the whitewash! We had a painting party. we used canvas to cover everything and brushed down the walls to bring down everything that would come down. Then we slapped the oily white mess over the ceiling and walls. Lillian whispered into Mary's ears and she smiled wide. She asked that we save a bit of the whitewash and slipped out the door with our hand saw. She soon. She moved her small rocker around to face the front door and sat in the chair moving back and forth with a determined look on her face.As a single father parent, you learn early not to interrupt little girls when they are on a mission or when something's up. I had no clue as to what was happening but I knew I was going to keep a close watch.It was now only nine in the morning, and the youngest was swinging back and forth in her kid-size rocking chair, waiting for something that I hoped was. ’ Bethany counted out the money, one tired bill at a time. Even as she did so, she realized that these candies were part of her weight gain… and yet, her husband said nothing. She looked at him, wondering what he must be thinking as the chocolate was pushed across the counter. He said nothing but did smile. Never once did he ever consider what the silver wrapped chocolate might have been doing to her, so blind was he when it came to her wishes. Indeed, he handed her the money himself earlier in.