They say that, above all else, tragedy brings people together. Your family surrounded you. Your girlfriend's parents didn't want anything to do with y...ou or the baby. You supposed it was their way of grieving and could never blame them for that. They moved away shortly after the tragic event and you haven't heard from them since. Your older sister, who had given birth only weeks before Lauren was born, moved back to your mum's house and they both rallied around you.Your family dynamics were a. When they finished their food and they drank more of the tequila while they yelled at the television and the way their team was playing. Nikki insisted that if she was out there the score would be totally different and her father told her that her outside jump shot was gone."Bring it on, old man. Anytime, anyplace," Nikki laughed. It had been a while since they took to the court against each other, but the competitiveness was still there."I'm almost twice your age and I can still beat you at. A data pad in his hands had held his attention until he felt the impact of Bob's kick shake the building. He had just started to lower the data pad and turn his head when Kat sprang into the room, guns in hand.She was at his side in an instant, one of the flechette pistols pressed up against his nose, the other nudging him in the groin. His eyes were wide and his mouth open, but he didn't move or speak. Kat didn't bother to speak to him either, the man would not have heard her through the. He said, “Yeah, come on baby, eat that Mexican ass. You like that don’t you boy?” I was damn near in heaven. After about 20 minutes of this he turned over and said, “Come on baby, sit on my dick. I want to fuck you.” I said, “I don’t know, Chalie, that’s one hell of a big dick.” He coaxed me on saying, “You can do it.... you want it, don’t you?” I said back to him, “Hell yes, I want it. I want to feel you deep inside me. I want to know you’re pounding my ass.” We switched places and I.