Thinking about how it would serve her right because of the hiding she'd copped from her mother once her father had finished with her last night. She's...thinking that maybe this is fate offering her a way out, telling her that looks can be deceiving. I guess what that really means little brother is that we're ready for the next step, ready for episode three!'Two hours and ten minutes later the time for action had evidently arrived, Anne Bingham walked out of the restaurant at exactly the time I. I grabbed the keys to one of the loaners to take her home when she told me that it was too late for her to go into her house. Her drunken stepdad was home from work, by now and he would know that she was not there, and she said that he would abuse her for the rest of the night. She sounded terrified of him, but I didn't believe her and started off in the direction of her town, although I did not know where she lived. Sharon begged me not to take her home and started to cry. She went on to tell. ”I ignored him.Frozen in place, Violet stared into my eyes while I stalked towards her. I was close enough to touch before she blinked and looked down. Consciously duplicating our interaction at the gates, I pressed a talon under her chin and forced her to look at me.Deep need slowly joined the scent of fear. It was thick enough to drink, then self-loathing suddenly flooded the air, instantly choking down the beautifully intoxicating emotions that had raged within Violet moments before.She. My mother seems happy and I start with my electric razor with balm, which keeps it cool, this time I am pulling her skin taut with the side of my hand on her lips. It doesn’t take long before she is smooth, what a difference, I catch the odd stray hair with another razor and it is done, her fanny lips sticking out all fat and puffy against the soft skin. I run my tongue over her, kissing her fanny as I go. The balm not as nice to taste as the strawberry lube.I stand up and half turn the swing.