Annette starts to sing again. But the time passes slowly. Her kind mother comes to her mind, as clearly as if she would be alive and there with her An...ette. Oh, had she been alive and here in this cell with her, she would have been such a wonderful comforter. She would have told Annette that she is a strong and brave girl. That, really she had deserved to be punished, maybe not so severely for such a petty crime, but that the punishment can be endured, as her mother had survived all her. We’re almost ready.”, was Casey’s cheery response as she walked toward the door. The sight of her was breath taking. She was still wearing her semi-transparent white bikini top. With her now facing me, I could see how it cradled her magnificent breasts. As she walked toward me, I could see her breasts bouncing. I could not take my eyes off them. Oh how I’d love to fuck my cock between them.“These are for you,” I announced as I held up the roses. “And these are for us.” I nodded toward. I was watching. You both had strong teams for the finish of the Iditarod." I think we could have paced ourselves a little better, and finished higher," Josh said. "But, our first year out, we didn't really know what to expect." Are we going to be seeing you next year?" Swenson asked."I don't know," Josh said. "As far as I'm concerned, I did what I set out to do, which was to finish in the top half. It's so damn expensive..." I don't know yet, either," Tiffany said. "I worked toward this for. I am your... father and I'd like to help."I looked up and narrowed my eyes at him. "No Steve, you're not my father, you're my step father."His eyes grew sad. "Ok then, I'm your step father. I'm really the only family you have left."I narrowed my eyes at him. "No you're not! I still have my real father, or have you forgotten?"He sighed and nodded. "Very well then. I'll be back later."With that, he closed the door and left. I went back to my sketching but felt hot tears running down my face. Was.