There is a tree in the corner with baubles and lights. Underneath the tree are presents. Garland is strung up and down the stairwell. Stockings are hu...ng by the fireplace that is as cold and dark as my heart. Sitting in my favorite chair I look up on the wall to the painting we had commissioned on our eighth Wedding Anniversary, a portrait of my wife Francis holding our newborn twin daughters Alexis and Amanda. That half Mona Lisa smile haunts me. I used to tease her about it. Usually when she. “Thanks, I love you both so much. I dunno what I’d do without you guys,” she expressed sincerely while still clinging to me.Sigh, I felt so bad for her. I really wanted to look up where the Freddy guy lived more and more with each passing day. Assholes that did shit like that to women should be executed as far as I was concerned.“Did you really mean what you said about ditching school at lunch?” Amber asked me.“Sorta, I need to meet with Mrs. Sullivan at one, so I would leave as soon as she was. "Morning lover," she whispered, her low sexy voice known by millions around the country."Hi," I said smiling at her pretty face."Want to fuck?" she said."Sure," I said grinned like some idiot."You want to record it?" she asked throwing off the remains of her bed sheets."Yeah," I said.I climbed out of bed and found a new tape and switched on the lights."You want me to suck you first?" she said her hand already working between her thighs. "God I just love doing this, being disgusting in front of. Places up in Rockville gets most a'that business nohow or folks still go on down t'Georgetown. How y'like the new shelves?" Sorry to hear about the fire," Robert said, nodding approval. "Damn shame. Glad nobody was hurt." Seared m'hands a bit," Luke Williams said, holding one open to show the puckered scar. "Scared Ma somethin' awful. Seth tell you 'bout it?"Robert nodded. "Some. You wanted to talk to me about work?" Thas' right. Las' white boy done give it up, went on in to town t'work,.