He swore to her he would never do that. She had broken her promise too. She took a vow that she would be faithful. But she hadn’t been. All this tim..., all these months, she had been with Sam. Images of Sam and Cathryn rolling in the queen size bed upstairs haunted his mind. The two people he loved and trusted the most as betrayed him in his own house. The sound of rubber over gravel cut through the silence to Kent’s ears. There weren’t any sirens or the flash of blue lights so it couldn’t be. "What about you, you have any kids?" One daughter. She's eight. The light of my life," she said, then quickly adding as if anticipating my next question (it wouldn't have been), "She's with her dad. He has an office job and gets the day after Thanksgiving off. Unlike me," she added ruefully."Eight's a great age for the holidays," I said. "Does she still believe in Santa?" I asked. Reggie immediately replied by singing "I saw Daddy blowing Santa Claus..." You're going to hell for that one,". I was not content to just kiss it but I was to young and innocent to know what to do next. We played like this for many months with justme touch and kissing his pistol. He would play with thebumbs that would soon to be breasts. I was always sothrilled with the feelings that it gave me between my legs. I could not understand why I was always getting wet in my slit when he touched my bumbs. He would kiss,lick, play and suck on them alot. I remember waking up once in the middle of the night. )Richard was late. He knew Tom and Harry wouldn’t mind, but he still prided himself on being punctual. Hurrying into the diner he didn’t even stop to pick out a server and barely even registered the chorus of several female “Hellos” as he spotted his brunch companions. As he approached Tom and Harry were chatting about some game they both played and their current kill count. He was never much of a social gamer like them, but he did sometimes consider making an account. If only to have a little.