Here you go, anyway. Mr. Jackson, are you prepared to sign away your parental rights to your son, so that Mrs. Cardigan can legally adopt him?” Mega...n Roberts turned to me now.“Yes, that will do. Karen, for the record, it’s only because I know that you will be there for our son that I trust you with this ... and because I want you to have full parental rights, in case there is ever a custody fight. As the adoptive mother, your rights are now equal to Jill’s, as his birth mother. What is his name. On the one hand, he saw a hot piece of ass with a booty that would inspire a Saint to sin in a way that would certainly require oodles of contrite penance to offset the transgression against right-thinking morality. In contrast, he had ample documented proof that the little bitch was full of promises but might short on performance when push came to shove in nocturnal activities.He had caught her with her hand inside her panties sniffing the star quarterback’s cleated footgear with her nose. “Kara, you should try Jake,” Julie said. “He made my first times very satisfying.”“Julie, I’m not sure that it’s a good idea to talk about sharing your boyfriend inside the family.”Hypocrite.Guilty as charged, but I’m still worried that it might not be a good thing for Kara. This is going too quickly. It needs more thought.You think too long, Julie sent her, and she’s going to screw the first halfway good-looking scumbag she meets on the street.God help us, you may be right. But I don’t know. He paced up and down thebathroom, sitting down on the side of the bath every few moments as hewaited impatiently.He took his fingers out again but the nails wouldn't budge. He began topanic as anxiety got the better of him. Rachel would be home very soonand if he didn't hurry she'd catch him. He dashed for the sink and beganto remove the makeup as if it were poison on his face. He scrubbed hard,using as many lotions and removers as possible. When he looked up in themirror the makeup was still.