Angel continued sobbing like a blubbing baby."You know when I was sad at band camp." Said Michelle, hugging Angel closer. "I used to play my flute to ...heer me up."Angel sobbed even more as if the mention of band camp had resulted in burning hot steel rods being plunged into his eye-balls. Obviously, it would need more than a story about band camp to cheer Angel up this time."It's Buffy, isn't it." Sighed Michelle.Angel nodded still sobbing like a little girl. Michelle snorted and looked up to. " "Yes, Erica, I want us to get to know each other better, lots better. What a wonderful way to start," and I leaned down and kissed her as romantically as I knew how. "I can come visit you, too, Adam. Where are you staying?" "Oh, just a place I'm renting week by week, I don't plan on staying there, I'll get a better place." "Well, I have a garage apartment in the back. It's empty. It's pretty nice, too, I don't really try to rent it, you could stay there if you want. I'll show you before you. Maggi has the look of shock on her face Fran tells her it's all planed out the maid doesn't know it but Amy knew it all. Now my sweet Mary Jo is another story I've fucked her many times but she fights every time she may beat your ass she has given me black eyes and many cuts too once she is overpowered she'll give up but as soon as she sees a break she'll take it be carful. Fran parks the car and walks to the house fast not knocking she goes in grabs Mary Jo and the fighting yelling starts. "I ... I thought. I mean, I remember..."Her voice trailed off. Had her pussy been fucked? She could remember getting embarrassingly wet but had she felt her daddy's cock sliding in and out of her pussy? She shook her head in confusion. The last several days were a blur of shouts and pain and abuse. Her memories were chaotic and confused. Lack of sleep, or food or enough water had left her groggy and unable to put her thoughts together in a coherent whole. She just didn't know.James looked down.