Anderson said.Dr. Anderson knew that in her culture, the man-made the decisions and the woman followed them. There was no argument, no discussion. And...if he said she was going back to Boston with him, that was just the way it was going to be. Not that Tika felt like arguing with him–in fact, she was floored by his words“You want me to come to Bos-ton with you?” she asked.“Yes, Tika. You see I love you too,” he said. And to make sure his words were clear, he put his hand on his chest, then made. She had put on the clothes which Mrs. Sanders had brought. Her bruises were still not gone but Mrs. Sanders had managed to put some make-up on her face to cover most of them. Heather entered the room with a wheelchair. Mrs. Sanders and Chris helped Anna move to the wheelchair and Chris took Angela in his arms as Heather was wheeling Anna out. He loved holding and talking to the baby. They placed Angela in the baby seat and Anna in the rest of the back seat while Mrs. Sanders sat in the front.. You look at me as you begin to move inside me. I love the feel of you inside me, but as before I want you deeper inside me. You move my legs up over your shoulders and begin thrusting again, slowly at first, but then increasing your pace. I contract my pussy muscles around your cock as you continue to thrust inside me, yes baby you know how much I like it. I feel you expand as you are ready to fill me with your seed, yes baby please cum inside me, I want to feel you cum, ohhh yes baby that’s it. Interesting.”I’ll tell mom and she’ll start researching. I don’t know how much progress she can make with Great-Gram’s estate distracting her.“Whatever ... I’m in no hurry.”Kit -- have you told your folks about me, about us, yet?He drew in a breath and sighed. “No. It’s on my to-do list.”Kit ... Please tell them. Please do it soon.“Okay, I’ll do it soon.”Before I get back?“All right, before you get back.”Thanks, Kit. It’s been hanging over me. Knowing you’ve told them will let me breathe.