I had lost some weight and went from 170 down to my natural weight of 129. My breast was still firm and a nice 40d-29-36 with nice firm and big nipple.... Here’s the strange part, Carl is black. I had never been around black people, was never a friend with any, but I found I liked Carl a lot. As time went on, he came over more often and I felt some times as he looked at me he was undressing me. I felt uncomfortable but I also loved the attention. I sometimes would be siting in church and be. Anywho..... for the past couple of months he has sort of taken me under his wing and guided me to being a better writer than I was previously. Until very recently I was too skiddish to have anyone but him read what I wrote, but he nudged me into posting something here. That was the first story I posted. Well it seems that since I didn't totally bugger it up he is pushing me to take over where he left off with his stories that he has no plans to continue.I'm rambling here....What I'm basically. After all, Sarah went on about how her friends at school would go on about their Daddies. After Arrian, it was Sarah her carried on about him. She found it endearing when Sarah disappeared from her room at night only to find her snuggled up to Arrian with his arm draped over her protectively.Cindy shivered at the memory of Sarah's death and revival. She would never ever forget the amount of pain she felt at watching her daughter die before her eyes. Nor would she forget Arrian's willingness to. After school the twins searched for me, punched me some, and then thanked me for taking the pressure off them. On the other hand that was a reminder that in order to keep things in control, there would be no possibility of same kind of moonlighting. Not here. Not in this kind of environment. Once more I wished them happy life together - far away from the hypocrites living here.I tried to contact Marie just to check that she was okay and to maybe apologize for my behavior on that Sunday. Maybe,.