Joy placed a bouquet of flowers, she had kept hidden, into Grace’s hands. She couldn’t help slipping a finger quickly up into Grace’s semen fill...d cunt before she sat down, licking the juices from the finger as she sat down. The smile on her face was wicked and she even offered the same finger to her two sisters that they didn’t refuse. Maureen started reading from her book that seemed to Grace a somewhat condensed marriage ritual: ‘We are gathered together to witness the joining together of. She realized, too, that he was seeing things that were presently barred to her. He was in a world far distant from hers... in a world of love and beauty. True, it was a world of unreality, but the reality of this world, the part of it she had witnessed only a little while before, had been too much for her. That was the reason she was here, in Donnie's bedroom. She had felt so alone that she had come to him. For solace? Yes. For sympathy? Yes... But, Donnie wasn't there with her, now. He had. “Yes dear that…that’s plenty thank you.” He said looking away.After breakfast Jack had to rush to work so he thanked Ashlin for breakfast and told her to wake her sister and to not be tardy for school again. Jack leaned over to kiss his daughter on the forehead but in his rush he accidentally got her lips. He felt the wonderful sensation of his daughter’s glossy soft lips on his and the kiss seemed to last a bit longer than it should have. He broke the kiss and was surprised to find Ashlin. I watched from my seat, observing my cat and her stealthy movements. The moth switched directions again and tried to escape, but again the cat thwarted it, this time by smacking her paw down on the place where the moth was standing. I held my breath as the cat sat still, perhaps feeling the struggles of the moth underneath her tiny paw. My cat was a huntress. This was her place in the food chain, above the moths, but perhaps below the chickens. My cat could never catch a chicken and I have told.