Nicole, age six." Loren -- do you know what it is you're getting into?" No, I don't. The fact Abrielle is a mother doesn't change how I feel for her."...What about Nicole's father?" He's out of the picture." For good?" From what Abrielle tells me -- I think it's unlikely we'll see hide or hair of him." Good luck, Loren." She started to push her shopping cart down the aisle. "You will need it."Loren watched from his front door as a white, older Plymouth Neon pulled into his driveway. The driver's. I looked around for a moment to make sure we were alone before I asked. "Tony about what happened the other day... is it safe? I mean to do that?" I tried to be as vague as possible just in case someone came up on us talking–I didn't want either of us overheard and getting in trouble!"Yes, Vivian makes sure that both her girls and her customers are safe. It wouldn't be very good business if something happened to one of her girls, and if a customer got something, it could shut her down and get. The top 3 buttons were undone I noticed. Glimpsing at what was a bra with nothing under it. She had a very nice looking ass with those tight shorts on. She was smaller than the other two girls with brown hair, cut short. He was about 3 inches shorter than Megan. I figured it must be a small classmate. I wondered who this girl was. I went back to the kitchen and called to Megan and Nichole to come and get it. I made some nachos I told them. Megan loved my deluxe nachos. As the girls came around. He flipped on the light switch, flinching from the sudden light, and then he screwed his eyes open and stared into the mirror.Peter felt like screaming. Staring back at him was another woman. A younger woman. But still a woman. She was perhaps twenty-five, with long wavy auburn hair swirling off her shoulders. Her features were more feminine than the other body, more youthful and innocent in appearance. Soft green eyes, creamy complexion. An attractive young lady.Peter looked down in horror,.