The night was dark and cold, but she kept walking through the rain screaming out his name. Avinash was still driving home through the heavy rain, una...le to forget Daisy. His heart repeatedly refused to believe everything he heard about her. Poor girl…raised in an orphanage…perhaps even her family didn’t want her, he doubted if she was even cared for properly in the orphanage, and then the mental asylum – such a dark place for a flower like her. Everyone had a theory about Daisy, but Avinash. "I suppose that might be a little hard for you to understand, although I don't think it should be. Personally, I love to eat pussy." Laughing, I said, "That I can understand." "You mean that eating pussy is fun." "That's right." "For Jeanne sucking a cock is just as much fun. Michael honey, genitals..." Mel laughed, "That's kind of a stuffy word, but it's the one that fits so I'm going to use it. Genitals are fun. They're exciting, alluring; hell, they can even be mesmerizing. Burying your face. Her hands clasped in front of her as she looks to the floor. Abi raises her eyes to glance in his direction; to see what clothes he has already chosen for her to wear.“Put your shoes back on.”Abi gathers her shoes, places them upright and steps into her black heels. As she stands upright, Matt hands her the short-brown coat. She looks at him with doubt-ridden eyes. There are no more clothes that are forthcoming and she pulls the coat around her shoulders. She fastens the two middle buttons. Her loose ivory dress had black checks on it, and buttons down the front. Some of the buttons were open, and Mike got to see a lot of his sister-in-law’s nicely-shaped legs as he stuffed her into the car. When he finished stashing the young woman in the car, Mike straightened up and looked at his wife. ‘Sorry, hon,’ he told his wife, ‘looks like you’re going to have to ride in the back.’ Doris walked around and got in the back seat on the driver’s side. ‘You better take me home first, Mike,’.