"Cat... Catharine I am so sorry I should have controlled myself better. I don't know what came over me..." her father said."Sorry? Why are you sorry? ...'m certainly not sorry dad," But, what I did to you, it was wrong." Greg said falteringly under his daughter?s angry glare."What you did to me? You selfish arrogant prick! I don't remember you forcing me to my knees, or you forcing me to suck you off. I wanted it as much as you did. As a matter of fact I want more." Catharine said.Greg stared at. " Jeff put a slip of paper down on Lennie's desk. "Here's an address that you can mail her check to, if you decide that you might have been in error and do owe her a full two-week check, after all. It's my attorney's address. Just address the letter to Ms. Turcott at his office. They will get it to her."Jeff picked up the recorder — still on — told Turcott, "Let's go." Stepping through the door behind Alesha, he closed the door, not really hard, but hard enough to sound aloud. Turning the. Lindsay and her mom softly kissed each other as they rubbed each other down. Lindsay sat on the floor and guided John’s mom’s head to her crotch, where she lapped away. This left her in a classic doggy style position.I slowly ran my fingers down the length of John’s mom’s crack, stopping when I got to her asshole. I started to probe it with my index finger. It was much tighter than her pussy had been, so I got a bottle of conditioner and squirted some on my fingers. Now. Why, dear Allah, must the light always be followed by darkness, and then light again? Why must I love so completely every single man and woman, and then suddenly I am forced into darkness, the darkness of petty hatreds and intolerance? The hatred within my soul hates completely, and yet I love completely, as though half of me loves, and the other half hates. Why am I confronted with such terrible extremities? Why am I confronted with this one involuntary word?‘Someone once said to me that that.