Sweet little Kiki liked to fantasize that he was a man who would be a lot like his dominant characters. He would have a commanding presence, when he w...alked into a room, people would stop and pay attention. He would be tall and have dark hair compelling eyes and great hands. He would be bear-like; he would look gentle and sweet but have the strength and size to have whatever he wanted. In sweet little Kiki's mind he wanted her and she wanted him to do... well what ever he desired to and with. Her freckles had come out in force in the sun today; when she was young, she had loved them, then she had hated them. Now she was back to enjoying them. They made her look younger. Martin was thinking that too; she looked about fifteen. A very well developed fifteen, it’s true. Her eyes were her best feature, she knew that. Large and round, they were designed to encourage attraction. Again, like a child, rather than an adult. She smiled at herself, and saw something out of the corner of her. My dad was in the garage working on his riding mower Nancy said she was going in to talk to mom , well after about 2 hrs we finally got the stupid mower running he went for a spin around the yard and just then a car pulled up and my mother got out , turns out she had went out shopping with a friend , just then it hit me Nancy was in the house for over 2 hrs with my brother Walt, I went into the den to look for her and found her coming down the stairs, her hair was messed up her face was flushed. ‘Make sure that you don’t give it to her.’ Jackson ordered. ‘I’ll keep chairing it myself before she would ever get it,’ Nathan agreed. ‘She just wants it for the money and she’s against working to bring the department up to standard.’ At that point James knocked and entered the office. Nathan introduced him to Bob Jackson. ‘Ed says that the interview with Peggy Hardaway went well,’ he said. ‘This has been a tough time for you—for all of us.’ James nodded. ‘Of course, you heard that your.