Emerging from the shower, she began drying herself and as she toweled off her chest, she began to feel warmth in her breasts, and they appeared to alm...st be blushing. Innocently, she denied to herself that anything was happening. When she was finished drying, she slipped into her pajamas and crawled into bed.But Emily's body was not ready to sleep. At fourteen, her hormones were unpredictable, and even though she considered her evening to be a horrible time in her life, a different force had. The pain he felt as his body ripped apart was indescribablebut it was over as quickly as it began. The pieces shattered uponthemselves until there was nothing left.Feeling that justice had been done, the glow started to fade from hereyes as she closed them sadly. Revenge was that bitter sweet desert,because she knew that no amount of vengeance or magic would bring hergrandson back. To have to bury her grandson wasn't right, it wasn'tthe nature of things. Tears streamed down her face as the. As for the crime rate, what was that? * * * Next morning Lydia was up and away in the IRB at 5:45 that was fifteen minutes before Sleepy Head’s alarm would pull him from sleep. It would be a big day for her but even a bigger day for Alan directing the crews working on placement of her pottery studio, a dirty and decrepit milking shed for goats and an extension where cheese and whatever had been produced. Oh yuck. Alan had said he’d arranged for a bit of a clean and a facelift but what would he. Bobbie told her to take off her panties and show him her pussy. Sue pulled off her panties and there she was, standing completely naked in front of a black man that she had just met a couple hours before.Now the games were about to begin...Bobbie had her bend over the table in the living room and spread her cheeks for him to see. My god, she was bent over like a whore on display with her ass pulled apart showing a black man her most intimate parts. After Bobbie did a complete inspection of her.