‘I don’t know Dad. A boy might grow up and look just like him, and I don’t know if I could handle that.’ He reached out and stroked his daugh...er’s hair. ‘You’re a strong woman. You can handle anything and your child, boy or girl will always remind you of Freddy, just like you remind me of your mom.’ She lifted her gaze and smiled. ‘Yep, your mom’s looking right at me,’ Steve told her before he exited the truck and made it over to her side, which he helped her out of. ‘Come on, let’s get some. I hope you like it. Love, Cara Mason was confused. Cara had promised to drive him to school today but she wasn’t anywhere to be seen. So, he picked up his bag and walked towards the back door like the note said. That’s when he saw it. The key to her Black 1969 Camaro with ash gray interior and white racing stripes. Her father had left it to her in his will. She loved that car and so did he, but she never drove it. Deciding instead to keep it covered and in the garage and perform routine. (I need shaved pussy to eat)Rashmi: Hmm, ivatte shave maadthini kano. Full day ninna stories oodthaa idde nanage full mood aithu. Eeglu nim hatra maatad tha nan kai panty olage ide. (Today only, I will shave for you. The full day I was reading your stories and feeling damn horny. Now also talking with you, my hands are inside my panty)Me: Uff, Rashmi. Elliddane nin ganda? (Where is your husband?)Rashmi: Avnu avra mother na hospital ge karkond hogiddane. Bandre bike sound barutthe. (He took his. Is that all right with you, Claire?”“Sure Charles. Thank you for all your help, Annie,” Claire said.We danced for about thirty more minutes when we heard Mom announce, “Stage leaves in five minutes...”Claire came up to me and planted a nice kiss on my lips and said to me, “Charles — I like you a lot. I know we’re boyfriend and girlfriend now, so can we start holding hands all the time, instead of just only when we’re dancing?”“Claire, that’s a great idea. I really lo ... like you too.”“LET’S.