Curled into a defensive ball. My mind was numb and I didn’t care. I sat up a couple of times and let Vanessa feed me spoonfuls of soup that I didn�...�t taste. She helped me into the bathroom two or three times. It barely registered.They were keeping Daddy in a sort of induced unconsciousness because they had to keep going back in to stop the bleeding, re-repair this, double check that.I learned later that the medical team had been divided on whether to remove the bullet. Eventually they. Trying not to panic, she steadied herself and began idly flicking through a few pages. Matt stood behind the sofa, frozen to the spot, looking down at the object of his desires flicking through the pages of his porno collection. He felt the need to say something, but had no idea what. The first thing that came from his mouth was, “I… err… I live alone.” Fliss faced a similar dilemma as she looked down at the open pussy of a raven-haired beauty as she bent over and displayed it between. I sighed to myself. Gail wasn't going to make this easy, but I was doing this for Missy, and for me, so I was going to do whatever I had to do, tough or not. "So, what are you ladies doing this weekend," I asked.Jackie was staring at her food, and I could see her visibly debating whether to answer me. Finally, she looked up and gave me a thin smile. "Lyle is taking me to see the symphony in University Park tomorrow afternoon," she said. "They are playing Tchaikovsky." Gail shot Jackie a look of. Eileen was a nervous wreck when she returned from school. The schoolwork was boring, so much a repeat of what she already knew, but to tryto remember who was who of Eileen's friends and how to deal witheveryone was just too much. Although Deanne was with her much of theday, Deanne's presence was as much a problem as a help. How couldDeanne not see the difference in her best friend? Then there was theproblem of her handwriting. She didn't recognize what she had writtenas being hers. Once home.