Marion answered, ‘Sure let’s go downstairs.’ Sure enough when they got downstairs they found Fletcher, wearing his customary Tee-shirt and jeans... standing guard at the coffee pot. Marion skipped across the room and wrapped her arms around her father, causing him to spill his coffee. It dribbled down on his shirt. She leaned up and planted a big smooch on his cheek, ‘How’s it going buster?’ Fletcher answered, ‘Great! How bout you babe?’ Marion kept hugging, ‘I took Sorrel upstairs and showed. As it was late on a Wednesday, I turned the television off and locked up the house. Heading down the hallway towards our bedroom, I passed Kristen's room, and I noticed her door slightly ajar.Looking in on her, my breath stuck in my throat, and my eyes grew as wide as they ever had. Kristen was lying face down on her bed with the sheets kicked off of her. I figured that because of the heat she had kicked all of her blankets off of her bed. Now, I was aware of her rapidly developing beauty, but. More

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