I recognized the voice immediately. ‘Kaden? Why aren’t you at your apartment passed out?’ I was truly confused as to why he was in my house, an... how he got in. My decision to give him a copy of the key was made a few days ago, but I forgot to give it to him. I could easily see in the dark so it was no trouble spotting the top half of his head peaking at me from the side of my bed. His glittering eyes were menacing and I had plenty of guys look at me like that to know I was in for another. Jenny put it at about a one in ten chance that Noah had been up in Aggie’s furry hindquarters one way or another, and a dead certainty that he’d thought about it. Not only that, his family kept a pair of trail-riding horses, both mares. If a young man could grow to eighteen years, seeing horse pussy on a daily basis, and not take a lick at least once, Jenny thought she’d be very surprised indeed. And you wouldn’t stop at one lick, would you?She broke off that line of thought and got the rest of. I’m not your ... adoptive mother. I’m your birth mother. You and Mark are half-sister and half-brother. You were never picked up off the streets ... and you’re not totally black.“Your father ... he was another minister, a married man, too, whom I had a brief fling with in a moment of ... lust. Your dad was nice enough to pass you off as adopted and raise you as his own, and forgive me to an extent, but our marriage ... it was never quite the same. He was also so insecure and so ... jealous. After a second, he said, showing everyone the measurement, "She missed it a whole quarter inch on the vertical measurement," he teased. "Instead of five and a half down from the top, she put the mark at five and three quarters. Excellent judgement." Hey, that neat," Jennie said. Obviously everyone else agreed. "You're sharp Ann," Jennie finished.Jeff picked up the paper and put it back on the stack on the ground, putting a small rock back in place to keep the paper from blowing away.As he stood.