Think of he heartache of not acknowledging their own granddaughter.”“I still don’t understand why they had to keep up that charade,” Ron repli...d.“I don’t either. Brad was estranged from them. He never liked my dad and my dad never liked him. Neither of my parents approved of Rayla. When Brad asked me to live with them I thought I was going to be their housekeeper. It was only once I got there I learned I was to be the nanny.”“It certainly was a tangled web,” he remarked.“One thing I don’t. I picked up my new stockings, paid for them and said goodbye to Linda. She reminded me that I was supposed to come to her houseand Barbara said that she could bring me at two in the afternoon. Lindasaid, "I won't be able to get there until later, but, John willentertain you until get there." Linda smiled as her eyes twinkled at me.I blushed because her assistant and Barbara smiled knowingly, too.Barbara and I went grocery shopping and then home. Barbara had bought alarge box of tampons. She. The houses on either side of a cracked and abandoned neighborhood street sat quietly like every other house in Farrville. He often wondered what kind of stories sat buried in the remnants left behind by each family previously inhabiting these homes.He turned left onto the last street overlooking the village. It came to a dead end in front of a two-story colonial style house. Bushes and shrubs were in desperate need of a manicure and dead weeds choked the rock-lined flower beds. The outside. Pictures flashed in her mind of the woman posing on themotorcycle and it brought fresh dampness in the area between herthighs.All around her the team was finishing their dressing. Lori wasdressed in a skimpy red satin teddy with black lace trim andadorable black vinyl go-go boots which made her long, trim legseven curvier and her large, spherical breasts even larger. Theteddy had a little lace-trimmed slit which let the lips of herpussy bare. She couldn't resist stroking it a little with.