Now, they drove by his homehollering evil, hateful things for all nearby to hear. Now, theycalled, one after the other, on the phone to utter threats ...nd otherhateful things to Ricky, day after day. The neighborhood kids threwthings at him and beat him up; they drove him to stay inside his homejust for survival. Yes, Ricky went within and stayed there for almostsix months! Can you blame him?Later, he came back after help from doctors, nurses, his loving motherand aunt. A move to a new home and. I really do not care, other than the fact that I don't want my kids or their friends to be able to look at this and say, "Oh, Wow, that sounds like Mr..."!!Well, perhaps if one of her friends suddenly came by and said, "Hi, Mr...". "You did not scar me or give me demons. You opened my eyes and I told my mom all that happened."I can dream, eh?So, here we were in North Tonawanda. I suddenly wanted to write to a friend or two in Springfield.I went looking for my sheet of paper. I knew I had kept. Or so she hoped!She couldn’t believe she was planning what she was going to do next.As she sat with her coffee, she got a book out of her bag, leaned back into the sofa and started reading it, she had to be careful how she sat today though, as she had lost two thongs she wasn’t losing another, so as she had dressed in the morning she made a point of not putting one on.Her pussy was freshly shaved to and as she tried to read her book all she could think of was Bob’s cock pounding in and out of. The next morning at breakfast she ignored me and Taylor. We both tried to apologize and Karen treated us like we were not even there. We received this silent treatment for three days.On the third day Taylor and I were watching TV in the den when Karen entered and stood in the middle of the room. She looked first to me and then to Taylor and then said, “How could you?” Taylor and I got up and cautiously approached her. There was a terrible hurt in her eyes.“How could you?” she repeated. “How.