“Did Lindsey send you?”
“Yeah. XXX “You fucked your own daughter?”
“She’s adopted, Helen.”
“So? “Lindsey. He pulled her to the edge of the large couch and spread her legs wide. Just marry me again. I have a daddy, and you will never be half the man that he is.”
As she walked out with Brian, her heart was pounding. It was under the name sexkitten15. It has been a week. “Lindsey,” he said, “we should really be getting back.”
Lisa frowned. He walked down the hall, hoping to go check on Lindsey. Lindsey knows that she was adopted. “Thank you. It’s a good thing we got rid of you.”
Lindsey rolled her eyes. Jordan was sitting next to her.
