‘You don’t know the story?’ I ask. I almost pity him. ‘Not really,’ he says. ‘The names ring a bell, but my memory of Greek mythology is a...bit rusty.’ I smile weakly. I feel like a mother about to tell her child a bedtime story, but then I remember the story that I’m about to tell and it’s far from any other bedtime story. ‘Persephone was the goddess of spring,’ I begin. ‘Hades fell in love with her and took her from her garden so that she could stay in the Underworld with him. Then her mother,. That was the most incredible, and heroic thing I've ever seen!" babbled Charlotte as she raced Kate to her car.Paula was beside herself as she watched her semi clad daughter climb into the ambulance. "Come on, Diane! We're heading for the hospital. I have to take some clothes to Gwen. You can make phone calls on the way, just get in the car," urged Paula."Paula, Do you believe what we just witnessed on TV? Your cell is ringing every few seconds. I bet all our family and friends either saw that. I opened the shower door and my 8 inches became hard against the cold air, at 16 my cock was still jumping up at the slightest touch, the slightest thoughts or even when I was just slightly bored. I sat down at my desk chair in my towel and checked my email. A knock on the door and my 18 year old sister Jess entered the room. She was wearing a tight boob tube and hot pants, her D boobs were perky and her nipples pushed through the material. She was my sister but her blond hair and blue eyes and. Let's get a move on."When the girls left, I quickly returned back to Karen's room and opened up her friend's suitcase. I almost choked when I saw the note lying on top of Nikki's sexy lingerie. Dear Dad, or should I call you Mom? I've known that you like to get all dolled up for some time now. It's okay. In fact, we both think it's way cool. Nikki said that the only way to get you to open up is to ask you to put away her clothes. She told me you probably wouldn't be able to resist trying on.