Here was an insanely hot, curvy sister who was actually down to earth and easy to talk to. This Black man has found the jackpot! Her name was Gina Ren...aud, and she was a newcomer to Canada. She grew up in Marseille, a city in dreaded France. Why do I say dreaded France? I’m one hundred percent Haitian. We don’t like the French and they’re not in love with us either. Gina was some kind of special. A Haitian woman from France. Wow. Gina Renaud has recently transferred from the University of Paris. It was my mom and day, Mrs Tare, their driver, a few older people I did not know and us. As we walked in they began to sing happy birthday. We all joined in. Adison was red faced from the event. My mom went into the kitchen and brought the cake and placed it on the table. His mom lit candles on the cake and told him to make a wish. He looked at me and said my wish came true. He then blew out the candles. I was so happy and excited. Mrs Tate said present time. Adison sat in large chair middle of. He said PATIENCE CONFIDENTIALIY.tell you what go to WEBMD.COM and type in the medicine.have your father been acting different,i said no he is very calm.good tell him to call me when he gets it.at that moment the locks on the door was turning.dad walked in a i was in my night gown(ashort see thru teddy)he looked at I was hoping he remembered last night.but he had this puzzled look on his face.he dropped the the grociers,and said OMG.you came back to me,i knew you would one day.he picked me up. The walking tended to be just Lisa and me, where the beaches were a whole family affair. Seeing them all together, I could see Lisa in all three. Our son bore a resemblance to me, but with her dark hair, the girls were images of her at their age. I saw more than one guy, trying to chat up our daughters, also check Lisa out and I told her so. She said I was being silly; they must have just been making sure the old crow didn’t interfere.That said, she seemed to enjoy the thought of the youngsters.