.”“She and Claire are definitely exclusive.”“I’m so glad I matched them.”“Me too. So have you asked Mom... ?”“No. I ... don’t know... how I could just...”He sighed. “Talk to Belle.”“How... ?”“She knows my mom like I obviously never could. Or would ever want to.”“Belle!” Freddy smiled.“What?”“That’s genius, Joe! Oh shit, you probably don’t know.”“Do I want to know?”“Probably not.”“Just tell me,” he sighed.“Your mom visits them. When your dad’s off with ... whoever.”“My sister?”“With her friends. Do. Her smile was slow and luxurious, and as he watched her the tidal wave of pain that he had felt receded … to be replaced by something else. He and Tarren had always loved each other. They had grown up together, here in Doshenvale, childhood sweethearts. He had loved her as deeply as life itself, and had never desired any other woman. When she had died he had remained as true to her memory as he had in life, for no other woman could take her place. Yet he and Tarren had waited for their marriage. Just before dinner, one day, there was a knock on the door. I got it and the woman said she was from the Department of Health and Human Services. I called in Sharon and we all sat down."How can we help the HHS today?" I said."How old are you, may I ask?" she asked."Sixteen years old," I answered."Why aren't you in school?" she asked.Sharon started to speak, but I cut her off, "Mrs. Petrie — although I'm 16, I've pulled myself out of school to take care of my pregnant mother, who is five months. I took her in my arms and slowly started giving small pecks on her neck. She shed her inhibitions and pounced upon me. Our lips met again and ahhh!! Heaven. We were kissing each other madly and our tongues were in a battle.I started giving her bites on her neck and earlobes. She was mad with pleasure. I removed her pallu and her deep cleavage was sexy. I just buried my face in it and kissed it as much as possible. With my teeth, I opened her blouse hooks and her big tits caged in a black bra.