Not only was Pat not pleased, but neither was Lynn, his wife. She remembered only too well what kind of girl Sophie was and wasn't looking forward to ...he prospect one bit, though Pat was adamant that his mother's wishes be carried out."She'll have to go into care if we don't." he said and Lynn softened, realising that whether they liked Sophie or not, it was for the best."I think that's why I love you so much, Patrick Mitchell. You always think of others." said Lynn, hugging him and giving him. "Mitzi, how long have you been living with your aunt?" Oh, six... no, seven years, off and on." Off and on? What's that mean?" Well, she's really nice to me except when she goes on a bender. Then she gets mean and slaps me around. When that happens, I find a place to hang out with one of the kids until she goes back on the wagon. Then I move back in with her." And this has been going on for seven years?"The girl nodded."Do you love your aunt?"Mitzi hesitated, then shook her head. "No, I guess. "Mmmmmmmm, fuck me..." she moaned again.A thunk woke Steve from his daze. He looked on the floor and realized that the buzzing vibrator that had been in her pussy, had fallen out. He bent down and picked it up. It took him a moment to figure out where the switch was and shut it off. The vibrator was soaked with the juices from her soaked pussy. He looked at the vibrator and thought it was about the same size as his dad's dick had looked. "That's not too big.", he thought. Obviously, from the. Slavens thought for a moment about how much to tell this lady. She wasn't your typical reporter. She wore her auburn hair unfashionably long, and unless she was at a function that required formal dress, she was always in jeans. Although she was below medium height, she gave the impression of being tall and graceful. Her blue eyes flashed as she realized what Slavens was doing. He finally responded. "I was out until after midnight last night. A guy who owns a local electronics company had gotten.