She sashayed into the bedroom with a smile.When she saw that Kathy had laid out one of her sexy blacksupport bras with a matching thong panty she was ...thrilled, shefelt very much like a young woman, preparing herself for a bigday. She tucked her clit in and back as much as she could. Whilenot having the largest clit in town she thought with a smile,'I'm still not sure if those panties are going to covereverything up.' The thong panties slid up her sheer legs, as shetucked herself in. She was. “Right now, I’ve got to meet a client. Where’s my laptop?”I reached under the newspaper and retrieved it. She tucked it under her arm and held out her palm. I looked at her quizzically as she said, “Keys. If you think I’m not going to drive your new toy, you’re nuts.”I reached into my pocket and retrieved the second set of car keys.Marika smirked and said, “You can relax, I’ll be good. Did you put the child seat in it?”“Yeah, I did. Drive safe. We’ll finish this conversation tonight.” *** Two. It was presenting itself directly to his face. I spread open the slick lips around my engorged clitoris with my fingers, the tiny little bead so excited into genuine prominence it was sticking out just beyond its little fleshy hood. My dad laughed, got in close, took the picture, then put down the camera and finally turned his attention, sexually, to me— he put his hands gently on my bare inner thighs and spread them slightly wider apart. God, it was about time!As I said, my clit was engorged. At least ones that Jeff and the kids knew about. All that is to explain how I knew to call Michael, the kid whose girlfriend Jane got me shot."Michael," I said into the cell phone. "Tell me something about Angel Jo," I demanded."Nice to talk to you again Lucy," he said sarcastically. "She is one bad bitch. She smuggles dope and people here from Mexico. The people bring the drugs in as payment for their passage over the river. Hell the politicians help her with her business. They pols want to.