I will revel in the stories you have to tell me. I have an 11-year head start on you with Evan, Harold. My problems will end, just when yours are begi...nning.’ ‘I will not have any problems, if all my children are like Zoie.’ ‘Don’t bet your last nickel on it, my friend. It is the quiet ones that will kill you. At four years old, Zoie is an angel. The nuclear bomb goes off when she gets her first period. All the signs are there. She will not allow her mother, or me, into her room unescorted. We. Hitting on people was her escape. The junior boy that was her victim of the moment was on of the popular boys. He was a player on the varsity soccer and golf team. Not only was he athletic, he was smart. He was valedictorian of his grade and worked hard to keep it that way. He had sandy blonde hair that was kind of shaggy, dark brown eyes, and a strong jaw. He stood a good 5'10" and weighed about 190 pounds- a little chunky, but not enough to really notice. His name was Patrick but everyone. I rubbed the big head over my puffylips as I opened my cunt to his cock.I helped him work it in as I felt it slide into me! Hislong doggie cock was fucking me! It was so hot insidemy wet pussy as he thrust it deep with one lunge. Ifelt the hot meat of his cock as it penetrated my innerpussy, pulling him to me as he began to fuck me faster.I could feel his hot dick so deep in me as he poundedthat big doggie cock to my throbbing pussy. He was fucking me so good as his cock hit bottom,making me. Sometimes dreamy. Yeah. But not all the time.The thing was that we were good with each other. Once I got my head out of my ass and wasn’t obsessing about selling condos or school or childrearing, I allowed myself to become fully a member of our family. We still had little arguments. Every family has its little ups and downs, as they say. But we worked it out. It became more and more obvious every day that we loved each other.And I stopped obsessing over whether I was the one who was giving the.