"Yep, Really" she said with a proud nod."Oh God! Thank You! That Would Be Great!" I squealed as I jumped up andgave her a hug."Oh God! Thank You! Than... You! Thank You! You're The Best!" I continued asI ran around the table and gave dad a hug.When I sat back down, Bob was looking around like he was in shock. Mom hada warm happy glow. Dad hid behind his newspaper. I had a big smile andcould feel my pussy getting wet as I thought about Bob and I spending thewhole day naked having non stop sex."Oh. To start with, I am fan of Lord of the Rings, I am actually writing the first book. I've already written 30 pages._______________________________________________________________________________ "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" yelled my Mom. I quickly hid my diary, I didn't want of all people my mom to see my fantasies. "Nothing." I quickly looked down and covered my face before she hit me, really hard. "Your fucking boyfriend's on the fuckin phone bitch, get it before I fucking kill him." she. "She sat, pajama-clad, on her bed, legs crossed. Totally charming, except, maybe, for that too-short haircut. "Do they think that you search the desert for helpless girls?" You're trying to make logic of it. Logic has no place to those with an agenda." Agenda?"I forgot. She does have a great command of English, but it's not her native tongue. "They look at things with a single goal in mind. If what they see does not match what they desire, they start shedding truth to make things fit.". All the cameras worked just fine, mister Hoarre, from all angles. Shoot, sir, that was really hot! I never saw such fuckin' and suckin' in all my life! I really appreciate this opportunity to work for you, sir, and I'll do my best, you just wait and see!"Carmella and me just looked at each other. Cameras?"Daddy? What cameras? What's he taking pictures of?" Sweet Muffin, you know I've been doing a lot of rebuilding in this house since Christmas. Mostly in the west end around my bedroom. Well, I.