Chapter 960 Inches From My Pussy:>Ep7

• The text message from my dad read, simply, "Mom home early." I knew what it meant. Even with the butterflies in my stomach, I'd have to pull myself together and act normal and natural once I got home.
• This was a disappointment - it meant of course that the games my dad and I had begun to play would need to be suspended for a while. On the other hand, after a deep breath and a visit to the restroom where a splash of cold water on my flushed face jolted me into my new situation, I could enjoy the baby shower. I rejoined the women in the living room both relaxed and attentive to the demands of mingling.
• "I wanted to say, Kellie," Trisha whispered to me as I slid onto the couch next to her, "you look amazing. You have seriously got yourself in shape, girl. Who's your personal trainer?"