"Look girl; he's got a job, a car, his own crib and he treats you like a queen. Now don't go fuckin' around playin' any head games with the boy or you...re gonna end up losin' him! There're plenty of ho's out there who can't wait to jump in your place the moment ya give 'em enough space ta do so."Sheryl was about to answer her friend when suddenly, her cell phone went off again. Had she thought about it, she would have just let it go when she saw the number that came up, but instead she answered. The hem of your dress lifted slightly with my efforts, revealing the lacy hem of your black satin half-slip, and our bodies molded together more tightly as we began slowly, tentatively, exploring each other's mouths with our tongues. Your hand became more insistent on my growing bulge, stroking along my length boldly. Our breathing quickened, and grew more ragged, becoming punctuated with soft little sighs of pleasure as we surrendered to each other. "I want you, John," you murmured. "I want. "I don't know what happened to most of my siblings. The only ones left in the city when I went home last were my mother, her husband Seth, and their son Quinn." Cade sighed. "And to be honest, I wouldn't care if I never saw them again." Well don't count on that," Angie snorted. "Family is like a bad penny, always turning up when you least expect."Cade walked over to help Lonnie set up the grill and then they each opened a beer. Angie and Callie sat side by side on a blanket, watching the kids. Leaving her untouched and untrained in the ways that she normally would be desired. A fatal mistake perhaps but one that she could never bring herself to blame upon him. The elderly Master could have never known that his grandson would be so brutally different. Never in all the years had the man come to visit his relative had he ever let on to being anything but well mannered, kind even. How well he had fooled them all. Shuddering in the heat of midday, she forced herself to shove the horrible.