She said, “You know John ever since you showed me a pic of your cock I knew I had to have it. It looks so long and thick, I know you have been dream...ing about shoving it in my pussy.” She was right, I had been, I just didn't know it was a 16 yr old pussy. She finished her beer and set the empty bottle down. She stood up and took her top off and the jeans she was wearing. She sat back down in a lace bra and thong panties. I turned to look at her and couldn't believe this was happening. She looked. " She walked off leaving Dylan feeling bad and regretful."Do you want cereal? Or did you want me to heat you up some oatmeal?" Tiffany asked Bobby."I'd like oatmeal. It's cold in here."She smiled sweetly at her baby brother and began to heat up the oatmeal. She hoped he wouldn't be scared about the whole Santa Claus thing."Tiff? Can I ask you something?" Bobby asked softly."Yes?" Was Dylan saying the truth? Is there really no Santa Claus?"Tiffany sat next to him stroking his hair. "Don't. "They would hear me no matter what and hurt me no matter what. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here. Who are you?" I'm Jordan." I figure stood up a few cages away from me. The only reason I knew it was female was because of the tattered remains of a dress. She was so filthy, her hair matted and tangled, blood and dirt and maybe other things covering her exposed flesh to the point that I had no clue what she really looked like. "You're human, aren't you?" I asked her softly. "How long have you been. ”He nodded. “What are you gonna do?” he asked.“Not sure,” I admitted. “Maybe nothing, maybe call them out. How they found me at work, I don’t know.”“I don’t know about work, but Mom knows our home number. She might have given it to them or they might have gotten it from the caller ID.”I sighed. “Well, I’m gonna be leaving my job anyway,” I told him. “They’re fucking around with cut-backs and talking about pushing IT down to part time so they don’t have to pay benefits.”“What are you gonna do?”.