" I'm not Kara," Rose spat."Well we'll see about that won't we?" he remarked snidely. "Now cometake a seat." He indicated an empty chair opposite him....He sat back,smugly, nursing the bottle of vodka he had used to drug her.Rose, now dressed but still barefoot moved slowly and silently towardsVincent, and sat where he had indicated."I must say. I was suspecting more screaming. And clawing andscratching. How'd you know you weren't buried?" It's not important." Fair enough. Clever girl though.". She began quickly flicking her tongue against her clit and ran her thumb over Ms. Orchard’s slit, slowly forcing it in, beginning to fuck her pussy with it. Soon she traded her thumb for her middle finger, slowly sliding it in then out, she used her other thumb to occasionally trade places with her inexperienced tongue when it grew tired. Soon Ms. Orchard’s hips began to squirm against Brie’s face. When Brie began to rub the coach’s asshole Ms. Orchard began to full on buck against the girl. Since this was a blind date set up by her friends, that meant that he was broke, or in my moms case, had an income of less than about $90,000 a year. Shes a gold digger. But this meant that she was staying home tonight, and me and Katy wouldnt be able to spend more quality time together. I went back to Katys room after mom left and asked her what they were talking about. She said that mom had almost walked in on her, but she quickly threw her skirt and shirt on without her underwear. So, I. Our mom was a widow, at least she told everyone she was a widow, but I had my suspicions about that and the string of "Uncles" that paraded through our tiny apartment like a changing of the guard didn't fill me with confidence in the existence of my deceased parent. The both of us, my sister Ronnie and I spoke Spanish pretty good, at least of a conversational nature. That was because the neighborhood had changed from Irish to Puerto Rican right in front of our eyes and most of our neighbors.