At the beach. At parties. Sleeping...sleeping...sleeping… Me at five, me at eleven. Me in some of my most vulnerable of moments. And then vows. To a...ways love me no matter what. To always protect me. Eli Youth, he wrote my name in swirling cursive letters and hearts around. I remember shaking and stuffing the book back into his mattresses that day. I didn’t speak to him for two weeks. He wondered what was going on, and I had never seen him sadder. Then one night I saw him looking at the book as. I released my grip on her face and she tried to roll away from me towards the stairs. She was still trying to run, still trying to hide, still trying to be the old Bethany. Theres no way out for the old Bethany, I said, walking slowly beside her as she wriggled across the floor through the stark pool of illumination from the construction light, whimpering through the grey tape. Its white halogen glare lit her pathetic attempt to get her shoulders onto the bottom step. I stepped over her and. "Baby, are you mad at me?" She asked. I just turned my head other way since I was afraid that I might tell something I'd regret later. "Jason, look at me," She turned my head towards her with her hand. "I want you to know that you are the best lover I've ever had. That's the truth baby. No one, especially not Steve can hold a candle to you in anything. You make me feel so special, loved and safe. I had never felt that before, not even with my husband. I'm sorry if you felt that I was comparing. After a while, Janey pulled free and moved toward her bed, her eyes smouldering. She peeled her panties from her hips and turned to get onto the bed. The sweetness of that young ass excited Laura, and she quickly unzipped her shorts and stepped out of them.Janey stared at the hairiness of Laura's pussy, licking her lips. She rested on her elbow and lifted one long, slender thigh, making sure her cunt was exposed to Laura. The pale blonde hair shimmered as sunlight came through the window, and.