.. that would rattle her I'll bet." I offered. It didn't sound harmful and yet it would get her upset I imagined. And then I had another thought."What...if it doesn't work?" I asked her.Penny thought for a moment and then, as usual, had a good answer. "We send another letter with something like 'does your husband know about Mr. Robinson?'" she smiled."Yah... I like that. Then what?" I continued. I was beginning to get into this game."I don't know. Why don't we wait and see how your mother reacts. My pulse raced, I literally felt my heart in my chest as it thumped away. Was she serious? I ran after her and as a joke I said, “But we hardly know each other.” She put the key in the lock and opened the door, she said, “That’ll make it even better.” We walked through and I closed the door behind me. She took off her shoes and I did the same. I looked back around and her house was immaculate, it was so clean and tidy. Very sparsely furnished and all looked to be in very good, expensive. "This I don't understand. Did you take these pictures, Angie?"Angie hung her head. "Yes, ma'am," she muttered."Why?"Angie said nothing, only blushed the brightest, most striking color of red.Becca placed the flash drive on top of the box. "I could understand this, if you were a boy. Boys do these kind of things." She leaned forward and rested her elbows on her knees. "Where was the camera, Ange?"Angie flinched. On their own, her eyes flicked traitorously to the shelves opposite her mother's. "I love," he said. "I've always fantasized about a woman shaved."Her eyes widened a little. Then she smiled, "Well, why don't you find out if the reality is as good as the fantasy?"He took her hand and they climbed onto the bed. She lay back, her silky white skin in stark contrast to the dark blue of the duvet. He lay next to her kissing her lips, face and cheeks before venturing south toward her abundant hills. His lips trailed around her breasts, teasing her before they found her crinkled.
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