I wasn't huge on top, but I wasn't flat either.I went upstairs, taking the steps two at a time, to get two cans of soda. I wanted to look back to see ...if Kevin was watching, but I didn't. I knew he would be able to see my butt if he did look at me climbing the stairs.When I returned, I sat on the couch next to my brother. I gave him his soda and pulled the top on mine. He opened his can and took a drink. I put my can on the coffee table and then curled my legs under my bottom. Once I was. Besides, it is Christmas, and the last thing I want, is for her to endure more disappointments. She needs to see a doctor to ensure there are no after-birth problems. How in the hell am I going to approach my doctor to ask him to assist. How do I explain Cheyenne?At breakfast, Cheyenne still has a ferocious appetite. After bacon, eggs and toast, she downs more milk. The beauty has come back to her skin. Her smile is genuine. She is a beautiful, young, desirable woman. A young lady I wish to. " You are my wife now, and I will tell you what is decent and indecent. Your will do everything I tell you to do." He pulled her closer and spoke softly in her ear. "Now quit making a scene and do as you are told."'Making a scene' according to her mother was the worst thing a person could do. Martha often thought that her mother would quietly allow herself to be raped rather than scream for help and 'make a scene'. Martha slowly got up from her seat and walked to the restrooms again the last. Long brown hair brown eyes she was extremly good looking.So an hour goes by and she and i had gone through some beers and wathced cops twice. and she wanted to get a movie for the nite. i agreed so we walked the two blocks to the movie store and got "The Notebook" yea i kno but thats what she wanted so what the hell i wasnt gona arguee. So we got back to my place around 730 we made a pizza and had a couple more beers. she and i talked about old times and laughed it was quite a fun time when.