I walked inside my house noticing all the lights were on."Kristy!" I yelled hoping my daughter was home.I didn't have to wait long, I heard her quick ...ootsteps as she ran downstairs. As soon as she came into the kitchen she threw herself on me hugging me close, laughing."Mom, you're home, finally you're home. Tell me everything, tell me what happened!" She was yelling and hugging me excited beyond belief.I just held her, I squeezed and held my daughter with all the love I felt for her drawing. Above all, she wanted to touch Sara, to reach the deepest feelings she had once held for Laura, and there was no way to do that, she had decided, but to make herself completely vulnerable to whatever lashing back Sara felt inclined to launch at her.But now that her chance had arrived, she found that all her stratagems had vanished and evaporated, replaced only by her fear of Sara's sharp, peremptory presence, so different from the droll, sexy, affectionate person she had earlier known.Laura. But the way he said it was enough to know that he was desperately unhappy.“I guess I drink and smoke shit ‘cause it calms me down… helps me forget things.”He forced a smile at me, before turning his back and continuing to walk.“I get that, Ed. I do. But you’re you, and this is your life. As cliché as this will sound, it’s yours to dictate and change. No one else is living it.”I was giving Ed the advice that I desperately needed to hear and take myself.“I guess everyone’s a bit fucked up, deep. He gently slid his cock in and out of her mouth as he increased the stroking of the shaft. He looked down at Carol and told her Look up at me, Mrs. Wilson. Then he said, You like being on your knees in front of me, sucking my cock, dont you? Important nursing supervisor. Hmmm, a white girl like you just needs a big black cock in your mouth every so often, just to make you realize where you belong. Carol felt embarrassed and humiliated and feebly tried to pull her lips away from his cock. He.