Amber was a Godsend and she never made any trouble for Trish like some of her previous BFFs that had screwed her by screwing her current boyfriend bef...re she was finished with him. After that happened a couple of times, she stopped keeping the really good looking ones right next to her to find out how she operated and when it would be the best time to steal her boyfriend right out from under her nose.With Amber backing her up with all of the administrative chores of the core process of fucking. After all, he took me back to my mother and said I was too much like her for him to live with. He would just tell me to get an abortion.If you are sad for me, I can understand that, when I think about how badly I have messed up my life, it makes me sad, too. If the sadness is for your sister, I will share that emotion with you. I might wish she had asked for your help. She had to know how much you loved her. I know you would have taken care of her. You are doing it so well for me.I don't know. Size fourteen. I never knew him, he left when I was three, just after my brother was born. Never found out what happened, but every trace of him was chucked. Apart from an old leather slipper, yes, size fourteen. My mother brought us up on her own. Not an easy job, particularly as we - my brother and I - were a bit wild. We regularly went across her knee for a spanking; it was a weekly occurrence for me. But as soon as I reached my teenage years, out came dad's old slipper. It was, literally,. Now six years later, the wildest thing we had done, until today, was road head on the way back from our honeymoon.I decided to let her have a hall pass today. Whatever happened would be fine, as long as she went home with me. I kissed her and whispered, “If you're having fun, I'm happy. Enjoy yourself.” She kissed me, as I handed her the plate, then squeezed my hand and walked away. Brooke found a spot at the large picnic table, and I served the other guests who joined Brooke. Once they all had.