” “Steve?” “Deb, I can’t do this.” “What?” I locked my eyes with hers. “At any second, my want to feel your skin on mine... huh... t... smell you... to taste you, is going to get the better of me.” “Steve, come on. sit, just sit...” I tipped on my heels. I was clawing and scrambling at the edge of an expanding rabbit hole, knowing full well that the next few hours would change my life. “I have wanted you... I have loved you for the longest time. Now here you are, sitting in front of me, more. This must be the place,” I said looking at the trash piled under the carport awning.“To be honest Deacon, I haven’t even been inside. The place stinks inside,” Jimmy Durham said.“Then this is going to cost you extra and up front,” I said. “In cash. No telling what we are likely to find.”“Just tell me how much. As long as you aren’t trying to gut me, we can work it out,” he said.“I need to walk through the house.” I said.“I’ll wait out here,” Jimmy said to me.“Weak stomach?” I asked.“Yes sorry,”. I just stood there and watched, occasionally kicking unburned pages back into the fire, until nothing was left. I didn’t think I would ever understand why Jeana had never come forward, but I just didn’t want to read her diaries to try and find out. That just seemed too private and personal. It was so long ago, and so bittersweet.The press was loath to let a good scandal alone, though. John Edwards had mostly shut up once it became obvious he was staying in the Senate, and neither Petrelli,. His eyes wondered over her near perfectly round ass cheeks and down her long slender legs. He was still amazed by her thigh gap which allowed an unobstructed view of her pussy. A pussy that was once so cute, so pure, so innocent but has now taken the first step to being broken in. He smiled knowing that pussy would be stretched out and broken in fully before these few days were over.When he first saw her she had an even toned, light pink colored skin. Now her skin was marbled in tone from.