I once ate an entire can of beets. I hate beets. To this day the thought of beets makes me sick. Why the hell did we even have a can of beets?Somehow,...on free food from a local food pantry and clothes from a church charity, I managed to stay clothed and fed enough to make it to first grade. I think Mother lied to get me enrolled early. After all, school was free daycare to her. As for me? I loved school. Mother wasn't there to hit me. There was food at lunch time. And there were books. I. The dress being pulled slightly higher than needed up her stockinged leg, which I got a glimpse of. It was another ten minutes before Chris came back with the drinks and Trace seemed to be getting more flirtatious with me even when Chris arrived back. I watched Trace and Chris look at each other as he sat down and he started the conversation off talking about Trace’s dress and asked if I liked it.How could I tell him that his wife looked hot and her cleavage was giving me a hard on, Trace. My Aunt and two cousins were going to be coming up to join us later. I was 17 at the time, 6’2”, 175 pounds. My sister was 18, about 5’4”, 120 pounds with 32 “C” tits. Mom was 33, about the same height as my sister, one 125 pounds with 36 “D” tits. Dad was 35, 6’2” and about 190 pounds. My Dad got my Mom pregnant with my sister when she was only 14, then she got pregnant with me almost a year later. We are a very close family and not shy around each other, not that we go parading around naked. Rachelle marveled at the beauty of natures work. She was soaked to the bone, dripping, feeling so much emotions. This was such an odd occurrence for her. Looking at Robert side ways she saw a man with strength of steel. Handsome and very sensual. The cause of him having to sit a little longer was easing up. He finally stood up and stretched his long legs. ‘Rachelle, double rainbow means its stopped. What do you want to do now?’ He asked. ‘Well, I have to get out of these wet clothes. I didn’t.