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“I was potty training!”

“Drew Poo,” he sing-songs

My sex-kitten teenage-dream turns wildcat She snatches up the socket wrench and starts chasing her older brother around the plastic-covered cars

“Stop this NOW!” Mr Harris’s face is beet red He looks like he ht have a heart attack “Stop it!”

Danny dashes behind rab Drew around the upper aret free Daood

She’s soft in all the right places, and she sood She does not ss

I have to focus so my body doesn’t betray how much I’m into her

“Let o, Grayson!”

“You can’t swing tools around in the garage,” I groan, giving her a shake “Now drop it”

She struggles a ht The oversized wrench hits the concrete floor with a clatter She twists in my arms and looks up at me, and for a minute, I’m lost in her blue eyes I remember when she was four and a snake scared he

r in the brush behind her house

She was crying, and I carried her in my arms to her mamma

Fast forward eight years, and I re her after that pretty lady died My ht e

This tohere people treat us like dirt

Holding her now, looking into her eyes, the way she’s looking back at ed