She pulled out a check. It was my first government check for sponsoring a foster child. “What do you want from me?” I asked.“Half of this someti...e in the next two days and you must submit pictures to my site. It doesn’t matter whether you’re in them or even if you list her real name, but you have to do it. You must also subscribe to the site. Its fifty dollars a month,” Mrs. Roberts said. She handed me the check.“I will,” I said.“I sure you will. If you talk to any of the other members on site.. I loved it. It suited the levels of frustration built up over the two weeks of wondering ‘What if?’My dress was still up at the top of my thighs. He pushed it up further and pulled on the ribbons of my panties, leaving me naked from the waist down and he let the skimpy bit of silk and ribbon litter the foot well of my seat. He slid two fingers into my waiting cunt, which were subsequently soaked with juice. I turned and leaned against the passenger window as he bent to lick my clit as he finger. Frosted Flakes. I used to like that when I was a little girl." What kind did you have?" Oh, I don't eat too much cereal. Remember the peaches you had at my house?" Uh huh." Well, I cut up the rest of them and shared them with Jack. And we each had a banana."She looked at my father. "Daddy John, can I have peaches for breakfast?" Sure, Sweetie. Talk to Mama Wanda about that. She's in charge of the food in our house."A woman came into the room carrying a box. She was dressed in a suit — a skirt. “We use this for our trache patients,” she said, wheeling over a small screen. “You’ve used a smartphone? Text?”Two blinks.“Good. This is just like that.” She slid a small pillow under my forearm. “You’ll tire quickly, so don’t try to type complete sentences.”It took work. Each letter was an individual, concentrated effort, and the predictive text tended to assume I had finished sentences early.Thank you.The nurse smiled. “You’re welcome. Are you okay for a visitor?”Yes.“Good. Emergency alarm.