It does, doesn’t it?”“Wait? Who said that!” I thought back, “It wasn’t me.”“Must’ve been a yellow,” Lisa shrugged, “So either Co...ch, Rowan, Car ... It was Rowan.”“Crap,” I pinched my nose, “Yes Holly, you can get rid of it if it’s Stewart’s.”“And?” Anna stood between me and Mrs MacMillan’s closed door. I realized I had some control over Anna. I shot out and grabbed it.“I don’t want you having some weirdo’s kid. So until we’re certain it’s mine,” I declared, “No boy but me.”“Damn, I better start. His blue-grey eyes hinted at a quick-wit, intelligence and the warmth of his personality. At that moment they were screwed up against the biting January wind that threatened even more snow."Take the bike and check the herd on the lower slope," ordered his father, Douglas McGregor. "I'll walk up the hill and check there."The 'lower slope' was a familiar term they used to describe the pasture on the lower reaches of Bochastle hill. 'Up the hill' meant up Craig Bheithe, the hill that rose behind. ” The officer didn’t answer. After reading his mind she knew just what she had to do to motivate him. “I’m going to call 911 and let them know there’s an officer here that needs assistance.”“No, don’t do that.” The officer begged. He knew his co-workers would tease him mercilessly if they found out about his situation. “Go ahead and toss me the clipboard with the summons pad. If you promise to forget about what happened here, I’ll forget about your traffic ticket.”On her way home,. Oh,baby and started stroking me.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Dad - and slid his fingers inside your hot wet little pussy?- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -dad's girl - yes.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Dad - then what?- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -dad's girl - just like the last time. we were kissing, and he wassucking my boobs, and stroking my pussy, and pushing himself againstme. i thought about touching him, but decided i shouldn't. i wasthinking it was just really wrong, like it was incest, but.