It wasn't see-through, but the nightgown definitely didn't hide any of her curves. I could feel woman as I held her in my arms."Hate me?" Why should I... hate you?" I was pretty tough on her." No. You said what you needed to. I've started to feel a little taken advantage of. I don't think she's been able to have much with those parents. She's probably taking advantage of the freedom she's found here. If you let a kid run wild, he'll end up being unmanageable. I think Sara's the same way. I like. She looked up at me. "Kimberly is such a bitch, I can't take it anymore! I miss you guys."I gave her an understanding smile."You know the rules Brittany," I said simply.Blushing again Brittany replied, "I will do whatever you want... Please?"I let a moment pass."Well, slave girls need to be naked for starters," I said. "And you can throw your underwear in the fire. We will use the rest for rags." I motioned toward the slightly smoldering rock-rimmed pit.I assumed by the determined way the. Yo’ man is all man. And, trust me. You are my girl so I’d tell you in a heartbeat if I thought he was,” Carlo reassured her.“Yeah. I just always wonder about any man I meet cause I’ve seen some of the niggas you be pullin’.”“Thank you, girl,” he replied smacking his lips. “I need to pull me one of them big stallions tonight.”“You a mess, Cee.”“No ma’am. His dick gon’ be a mess after I slobber all over it and twerk these chocolate cakes on it.”She giggled, “Do your thing.”“You already know,. I managed to eat a little but Anna insisted that it be bland. Dad took one look at me and called me aside."Is there something we should be worried about?" he asked. I looked him in the eye. I hadn't been sick like this since we found out about Denise."I just got to thinking about her and couldn't stop, Dad. It still hurts." Nobody gets over grief, Brian. It might not hurt as much as time goes by, but there will always be moments. You've got to try to deal with them without it wrecking you.