“Why are you crying?”“I’m scared. They want me to talk ... to everyone.”“But you’ve been planning this all week, haven’t you, Tiger?�... She nodded her head against my chest.“I thought I could do it but I can’t. I don’t live there anymore. I have a home and friends. Why do the they want me to talk?” she sobbed.“Because they know you and respect you,” I said. “And you are their hopes and dreams, Tiger. How many of them will ever have a permanent home like you do? How many will have the courage and. This story happened a few months after the incident with my mom. I was 14 and s*s was 17. So, I was doing my normal thing and spying on my mom while changing. I was masturbating and my sister caught me. She started yelling mom, which was not cool. Long story short, mom ground me and took away my computer.I was so mad at my s*s. I thought of a plan to get her back. I was going to secretly cum on everything she has. I was going to start small. So the first thing I came on was one pair of. She was wearing a frilly black negligee of a silken material that clung to her curvaceous body as if caressing her. She crossed her legs. The negligee rustled and parted, exposing most of her lush thigh.Wolf growled in his sleep. He had been dreaming about chasing rabbits, and was twitching slightly. But now his dream changed and he began to twitch a bit more, his black nostrils flaring, as the sweet, juicy scent of hot pussy overwhelmed his bestial senses. No rabbit was ever as tasty as. I bought that bread,’ Imar joked, grabbing a pair of jeans and socks. ‘Keep your bread, I was just leaving.’ Ace stood, walking to the door in an almost trans-like state. He skipped stairs on the descent, not bothering to say goodbye to the man he considered a friend, or his sister. Well, he didn’t intend to. ‘I just put in your toast.’ He stopped at the door, his curious hazel eyes turning to meet Iverlei’s gaze. Her wide, doe eyes were the color of the darkest coal, and glistened like glossy.