When I graduated from college I came back and took Theodora away. Now we live together. We really are lucky that Grandma left her house to me and not ...my father. Of course, Theodora is not my only flat mate. My boyfriend Luther lives with us as well. He is really sweet. He pays for a lot of things and does all the handy work. If you think we met in college you'd be wrong. He is just out of high school and never went to college. I met him when his motorcycle broke down on the side of the road. I. I knew it wouldn't work. In spite of my fantasies to the contrary, I was no longer in control. Only a minute had gone by, and Sharon was still talking about Evan. I asked her a few questions, first about Evan and then about Stephanie, just to keep the conversation going. I didn't know what to do next, but I did not want the fantasy to end so soon either. I was too flushed to give up, but I knew it was too late. The server came with the bill, and I wondered if Sharon could see how undone I was.. She was trembling which surprised the shit out of me because I never seen her tremble. Pops always taught us to barely show emotion or fear but I guess she wasn’t built like that. I pulled her in and kissed her forehead.“You may piss me off ninety percent of the time but you’re my lil s*s and I’m not about to let shit happen to you.” She smiled put Natasha down and went to the kitchen. For the first time in years, she actually cooked for me. Well damn, at least she cooked but it shouldn’t have. I fought off the urge to sleep. A very long period passed before he did return. Sometimes I fell asleep and found his bed empty. All these elements started to accumulate in my mind. I was determined to find out the truth. I was simulateneously disgusted and aroused by the thought of Matthew fucking our own mother. Mom is a pain woman, beautiful in her way. She has short dark hair that has a few grey hairs woven into it and round slightly cubby face. After two c***dren her body is soft, not fat.