She noticed it was a black sedan, her brother, Jaden drove that.She smiled as she watched Jaden pull his 6'4" frame out of the car and walk towards he.... He smiled as he stopped in front of her and pulled her close for a hug. He hadn't seen her since she came home from the hospital, he got caught up in work and trusted Chase to take care of her, and obviously they had all be wrong."Jae, I think it's time for you to go home." Jaden said as they turned to walk back to the porch."I... I'm not ready. Traditional, acceptable, a trifle trite, perhaps, but they are doing it, are playing their roles properly.So that, certainly, he has no complaint. Nor, for that matter, does she. Even though such a non sequitur as his unplugging and waxing suddenly athletic has no place, and certainly no equivalent, in all her paperback romance experience.She wonders if, perhaps, she should join him.No.She thinks not. Monkey see, monkey do is not good form for an ingenue such as herself.Rather, she will leave. Her long and thick reddish brown hair hangs way below her shoulders, and her big black coat gives no indication to what kind of body she might have.Her husband is much taller, and much much wider, with a big bushy beard and a lot of dark hair. He’s got a big coat on too, but it’s pretty obvious that he’s a big guy under that.They’re obviously very much in love.She speaks in voice-over as they walk. Her Scouse accent is soft, nicely spoken, and has a pronounced lisp. “My name ith Madeline Dyer,. She was wild. We had a lot of fun with her, but then she had to go to college and we lost touch with her.”“It’s his daughter, Vicky,” I said to my sister, babbling with joy. “Isn’t that wonderful?”She nodded her head.“Master,” my voice cracked as I spoke, “may I make love to your girlfriend? The roast has thirty minutes before it’s ready.”“Yeah,” Clint nodded. He pushed Lee down to her knees. She reached for his zipper. “She’s has a fresh load of my cum in her. Enjoy.”“Thank you, Sir,” I.