“I didn’t get to go,” I said. “Your mom called me and some things are just more important.”“Yep, you always put family first,” said Dana... “You can forgive the people you love for anything. Sometimes things just happen and we have to stick together and move on. As long as we stick together and forgive each other everything will be great!”“Dana what the hell are you talking about?” her mother asked. “Eric knows that your father didn’t intend to have a heart attack just to keep him from going to. I gripped the leather hand-rest and thought back to my mother’s words of warning, words she had told me so many times as I changed from a little girl into the eager twenty year old woman I was now. ‘Your father is a handsome and clever man.’ she said, ‘He is also dangerous. He is a good psychologist and expert of the mind but he has a side to him that wishes to … dominate.’ ‘Dominate what?’ ‘Me. Us. Women. He tries to use his powers to take control of our minds and make us do the things that he. I fucked her face with a fury and she simply worked with me to take me further down her gullet. She couldn’t help herself. She just had to take more and more of my prick in her mouth, hungry as she was for it and thirsty for my spunk. I held onto her lovely head of hair as I used her throat like a pussy at last. She looked up at me with such lust and need that I exploded in her mouth and pulled out only after dumping the maximum motherlode of cum that I could give her.“Oh, fuck, that’s. "A few" I said. As Mom thumbed through the snaps she stopped on one in particular. "What happened here?" she asked. She handed me the picture, a shot of the yard with a black haze in center frame. "I'm not sure." I said lying. That was clearly the photo of Serena I took, but why didn't she show up?Back in my room I began to thumb through books that I've been given about Photography trying to find some explanation as to why Serena didn't show up. In a book called "History of Photography" by.