‘You kiss pretty good, too,’ Paula whispered after the kiss ended. ‘I feel all funny inside when you kiss me like that.’ Bobby began stroking ...ne of her small, firm breasts through the smooth material of her dress, felt the nipple grow erect, and a shudder go through her slim body. ‘You’re so gentle,’ she whispered, laying her head on his shoulder. ‘I’ve never known a guy as gentle as you are.’ ‘A beautiful woman like you deserves to be gentled,’ Bobby murmured, sliding his hand inside her. Mom became a waiter and a stripper at Bill's stripclub. Bill had us move into a house he owned, and had mom dressing even sluttier than John. Bill was into stockings, and had mom wear sexy stocking with her minskirts everywhere she went. He started pimping her, and wanted everyone know she was a whore. Mom was Bill's favorite girl, he spent more money and time with her, and fucked her everyday. He often stayed with us at the house. I would leave my door slightly open, and peek into my mom's. That she was crying was highly unusual. The only time that Tommy could remember she cried was when she broke her arm. So when Tommy walked in a couple of minutes later he didn’t hesitate to try to comfort her. He knew that a hug can solve a lot of hurts.She didn’t really know it was Tommy who was hugging her but she thought it was. It felt so good and so warm that she started to feel better almost immediately. But she was crying because she wanted more than a hug, much more. Tommy had bent over. I know that she has her own ways of dealing with it, I just had to wait. In order to break the silence, I tried to cheer her up. “Hey Alice, do you want to go to the beach next week?” I asked her but there was no response. Her eyes were lifelessly fixed on nothingness. Her trophies and ribbons decorated the blankness of the walls. They were good memories once, but on the day we lost our prayers, they are nothing more than the haunting verses of our past. “That’s right, Alice, let’s go to the.