She hadn't expected those words, not from Olivia. The woman had never been in touch with her feelings and wasn't good at expressing herself. "What doe...s this mean, Olivia?" "It means with you transferring, we can be together and start an actual relationship. It means that I don't have to hide what I'm feeling for you." Olivia finally pushed AJ over on her back and crawled over the top of her. "I want you in my life, every day, and every night." Olivia lowered herself down on top of AJ as she. The muscles tensed and quivered as he neared her cunt.Fascinated, she watched his head move between her legs. She waited with breathless anticipation for the feel of his long broad rough tongue on her slit. When it didn't come, she opened her eyes.The dog, whining plaintively, moved back from her and sat down, his bright eyes staring up at Bette's hairy cunt. A fit of trembling seized Bette when once again she saw the pointed head of his bright red cock sticking out of the hairy sheath.Sinking. . LEGALLY ... do I have to vacate the premises?" How did you know I'm a lawyer?" he asked."Briefcase," she said with a pointed finger."Ah ... allow me confer with my colleagues," he said."Uh uh." No?" No. You're holding my dollar." And he was ... the sneak had a dollar in her hand ... the hand he was holding."Umh." Daddy!" Daddy had just shown up with the tobacco. He looked up."Yes?" He's holding my dollar." Retained him, did you?"Grace beamed. Mr. Briefcase frowned."Legally, you do not have to. Shame on me.I guess this is it. I blew it. And then I fucked up again. I have to accept it. Gather the shards of my broken life and try to glue them together. If I'm lucky the new life might give me some shelter. For me and the damn child. It will be hard, though, with all the missing parts.Like, where does one find a roof?I have been living with my parents, these past few days. They live in Brooklyn in a big rambling old house. There's room enough, even with the baby. But I can't stay there. I.