'' she told me as Mom shook her head in disbelief.I decided that I had better play along, ''What, you're seeing someone Mom?'' I asked. Her panicked e...es shot to me, she didn't want to have a conversation like this with me around, that was how secrets slipped.''Are you kidding me kid?'' Aunt Layla asked me, ''This guy has been making your Mom smile! Making her feel good about herself. Given her some life again! Don't worry about her cheating on your Dad because your Dad fucked almost everything. She didn’t have any love for her fiancé, but she didn’t feel that her fiancé had any love for her either. The real reason she didn’t want to leave her home was that’s where all her memories of Nick were. But he was dead, now. Allison laid down on the bed and closed her eyes. She couldn’t stop the memory of the horrible day coming back. She had been twelve years old, and an aspiring artist. She had loved to paint, and most of her paintings had gone to Nick. She had just finished her latest one,. It would be rude to ask,anyway!” (I never heard either of these pet namesbefore this particular conversation, but I discoveredthat they’d been using them for years…)“Pete…” I jumped a foot, guiltily, and Bonnie smirkeda bit before finishing the question, “what’s your CAPscore?”“I don’t care!” Mona declared staunchly, sticking herhead around the door behind Bonnie.“I know you don’t, um, Pussy Cat…” I. The pussy hair again attracted his gaze...he felt like a virgin again, seeing his first pussy, so excited by that dark triangle of soft hair, that promised delights below. Her pussy lips were easily visible, so inviting. He put some saliva on his hand, mixed it with some of the precum dripping abundantly from his cock, and stroked his cock with it, imagining now that he was sinking his cock into the delicious pussy before his eyes, imagining the saliva and precum as her wetness, imagining his.