"Runs on batteries, that's why. All the vehicles run on batteries now."On the trip, he chatted with Simisola, asking her about her education and socia... connections in the community she came from. The girl was not a voluble talker, but parted with information readily enough. She had just finished school, with good results, but there was no intention that she embark on higher education. With no father, she was now a daughter, to be married off as soon as possible, and Winston was the beneficiary.. )So, things were wonderful until Mattie was about thirteen and she turned into a little bitch. Yes, little bitch. Especially to me. Was I confused and, of course, hurt. She just became a hateful young girl, toward me, especially.Everything I said to her was spewed right back at me in a snarl. Even her mom was told off when she tried to talk to her about it. She just spit back, "He's your husband, not mine. I don't have to be nice to him, you do."Oh, she was something. It was even giving me. Andrew was also puzzled for he knew how much Ellen liked Henry. But even his intervention did not avail anything. Out of spite, Henry asked Solange Fournier to the dance. She accepted, glad for the opportunity to go with the popular student.It was a cheap shot to be sure since Solange was the thorn in Ellen's side. Black haired and chocolate-skinned, with an ambassador for a father, she did not give a damn what the other girls thought of her. She enjoyed her life, and she enjoyed the attention. While he was washing and rubbing my body, I began touching his hot, naked body. After the shower, I thought tomyself I got two good surprises in one night. What could be better? I went to my bedroom and changed into something a little more comfortable, a black and raspberry double layer babydoll/cami with a sweetheart neckline, a front slit, and a handkerchief bodice. I entered the living room where I saw my other dark-haired hottie Galen. I sat on the sofa as I watched him slowly strip for.