"Come on we both know who those are for" she said pointing atthe packet in my hand. "Come lets ring you up, and I want to talk, okay?" Whatcould I s...ay, I followed her to the counter.Once at the front I leaned over the counter and avoiding her gaze put thepackage down."No, stand up strait, let me look at you." It was almost an order. I did astold and after a glance at my chest she looked directly into my eyes. Oh, thatlook said so much. I sighed, she giggled."You do this a lot?" she. What I will say, is that I know I would have died long ago without them and Propappou. Through most of my childhood and teen years, they saved my life again and again. They taught me The Thing because Wade just decided one night, “time to kill the little bitch.’ Wade and Marion Parker were not my family, they were. In as real a way as I know that they’re yours, too, Susan. They love you, like I know they love me. But they were always sad and scared for me along with it. And then they were. I opened the door and Sam stood there smiling looking me up and down and seeing the bulge in the front of her black panties, smiling she said “Very nice Frank, they suite you” she had a big grin on her face, I invited her in and showed her into the lounge, as she walked in the sunlight showed off her sweet curves and I could see she had no bra, I could clearly see the outline of her panties through the thin fabric of her dress which was quite short and buttoned up the front.She had a clear view. “What’s happening?” he asked fixing the elastic of his boxer into place.“Wear your shirt. She’s dumped her girlfriend. Says she is heartbroken. She’s going to stay here a few days,” Susan crossed her arms as she replied in a matter-of-fact manner.“Oh,” said James, “So she’ll be sleeping in your room then?”“I don’t see where else, can’t ask her to sleep on the couch after all. Put on a shirt, James.”“You know I wanted to watch some more stuff with you,” he said teasingly, taking steps towards.