Private school for our daughters isn’t exactly cheap. Factor in the fact that our four-bedroom townhouse is a money pit and you can understand why I... feel like I’m drowning under an ocean of debt. Yeah, I sat inside the Copley Mall food court, staring at my plate of shrimp-fried rice, orange chicken, veggie egg roll and my can of Pepsi without really seeing them. I sat there, surrounded by loud, happy people. To my right, a young Black woman gently touched the knee of a tall, blonde-haired young. 6, 240 pounds, C-cup breasts, large ass, and black hair with brown eyes. Even though she was 38, she looked really young for her age and could pass for 33. We both grieved for days, but finally got over it when we figured he was in heaven. One day I snuck into my parent’s bedroom when I was bored, and I was curious to find anything interesting. I opened the closet door and saw a brown wooden box that was on a high shelf in the corner, so I grabbed a chair to reach it, and pulled it down. There. Not just in body development but in actions too. She initiated the contact from start to finish. She pursued her mother's sponsor and finally caught him mostly or maybe all the way asleep and impaled herself on his morning wood. A locked door might have kept her out a bit longer but one of his concubines coming or going from the room would have mooted the point eventually. Still it was hard. I understand the necessity of protecting kids from predatory adults but watching that girl proved that. You don't mind being bait in a trap, do you?"She smiled, shook off her blanket, leaned out of her saddle and kissed me hard and well while I caressed her back and butt before she lowered herself back to the saddle.She trotted on up the trail on her little mare, while I carefully reloaded her shotgun, checked that my musket, rifle and pistol were all primed and followed along in the woods, out of sight. Fifteen or twenty minutes later, there they were, all four of them. They grabbed the girl's.