Nudging Sarah in the ribs “Thanks mom…” Sarah said slowly, looking at me with disapproval. “You’re welcome guys.” She said kindly “al...right you all set now have fun, oh would you want a basket or a backpack to carry that?” “Maybe a backpack,” “I thought so.” After transferring the food we headed out.Ch 3 I locked the door and ran out to the garage. “What the hell are you doing?” Sarah yelled at me. “Getting my bike you want yours?” I asked her politely. “No, why don’t we take my car.”. He said ?Sabrina, you know you must prove that you can do evilor you cannot be my child?. I told him that I had a man much older than mein a motel room and that I cut his balls and cock off. I opened my schoolbagand showed him the jar. He asked me is the man dead. I said ?Yes?. He huggedme with pure love and kissed me now on my cheeks. He told me that he will dowhatever is necessary to adopt me as his child and that he is very proud ofwhat I did. He said that he will immediately make some phone. We are now sharing blood, saliva and our juices, the mix moving from mouth to mouth. I suck on a nipple as she nibbles an earlobe. Our cunts are moving against each other; we are hungry for more. We find the bed and use fingers and tongues to explore the minutia of each other’s cunts. As I lick her clitoris I notice that her left inner labia is bruised, a rough lover perhaps. She nibbles my labia gently at first, and then more roughly, maybe that is how she got the bruise. I pick at a piece of. It was always some excuse or other. The handcuffs he had always loved using on me were gathering dust, tossed in a corner. OH MY GOD, what was happening to my happy marriage? Where had the love gone?The unmistakeable signs of a crumbling, deteriorating relationship were all around me. Maybe we needed counseling? I opened the Yellow Pages, desperately looking for anyone, anything that could help us. Surely, there must be someone out there, a professional, who could open Tom's eyes to the severe.