It was delightfully quiet. I did not miss Vida Libre in the slightest.I spent the better part of a week just puttering, finishing unpacking boxes of l...nens and books, and assembling bookcases and getting everything in order. For my part, the new year went by unnoticed; just another day. After I got settled, I felt that I had to establish some sort of routine for myself. The activities of selling the old car and buying the new, finding a new home, Christmas, and moving had occupied my attention. You know Mike’s about the only person in the world that I trust and he’s the only person that could have told you where I was working.”“He’s worried too,” she said, pleading. “He sees you getting more bitter and withdrawn all the time. He doesn’t know what to do. You work and sleep. That’s all you do.”“Because that’s all I have,” I told her.“You have a family that loves you,” she reminded me.“That’s touching,” I said dryly. “Does my father still think I’m a pussy or is he satisfied that I. . we had a lot of fun last time. Now, I know that would put a big damper on how things have been going around here...” she smiled, licking her lips, and getting back down on the floor as Samantha came in, fresh from her morning Kyle fuck. “Cyndi and I were thinking, since Amber is becoming obsessed with you and your reported cock, we were going to chat her up later, and before we even bring Bree into the fold, convince her that I had become a nudist. “ As she moved between her sister’s legs,. Her tits shimmered as he played with them wildly. Her nipples stung from the way his fingers and thumbs kept rubbing them so roughly. This was what she had always detested about some of her pick-ups. Men felt compelled to get rough with her, especially if they didn't think their pricks were enough to satisfy a big girl.She sighed with relief as she finally managed to get some secretion in her pussy. She could enjoy the long cock now. She could throb right along with it. If the bastard just.