I can spend hours describing every part of her body and how baffling perfect each one of them was but i don't think a love letter to her beauty would ...e as much as interesting to you as the rest of the story..i think the best way to tell you how perfect she was it's to tell you that every image of her in my mind release a warm feeling that i can only get when thinking about the few ones i truly loved..like,i've never really had a deep emotional connection with her but the memories of her beauty. He put his dick back into his pants and continued to tie me up."Big girls dont need their mommys vannah." He laughed as i cried out and pulled out some duct tape from the drawer next to him and put it over my mouth. "Everyones going out to get your birthday supplies, they wont be home for hours babygirl" I began to cry and have a tantrum as he began to unbutton my pretty pink party dress. I watched him unbutton the pearly white buttons leading down the front as i could do nothing but cry.. . Listen, I was wondering, do you need anymore money for the baby? I know we need tons of food, and it’s important we get a pediatrician. Doesn’t he need to have his shots and stuff? That’s what the bavasaab said.”“I’m taking care of all that,” she said. “Oh how I love it when you talk responsibly.”“I’m a very responsible man.”Maryam rolled into him, and the two snuggled for a bit. Queresh then kissed her lips and messaged her back.“Oh that feels good, Queresh. I’m still so tired and grumpy. Sherri, shut the fuck up, and sign it, and agree to it. Do it now, or get your ass out of here, I have an errand to run." said Robert waiting.His presence in the room was a physical force, like a hurricane viewed through a window. Sherri took the pen, and signed the copy he had kept, the one she had was in 50 pieces in her garbage.Robert sat and signed next."Good come with me Slave." said Robert.Sherri stood and followed, her head down, her mind reeling. She was doomed, and she knew it.Robert.