’ Suddenly they both become aware of his cock straining against his pants. She knew he was uncomfortable in more ways than one, and that distraction would help. ‘Take a look at how the pendant reflects the light.’ She swung it back and forth. She continued repetitively and monotonously. ‘The light goes on forever and ever and ever…like your endless adoration of me. Look at the necklace go back and forth.’ Mildly uncomfortable with the direction things were going, he mumbled weakly, ‘maybe you should sit down again.’ However, when he saw her tear-streaked face, once again it softened his resolve. He began following the pendant. Back and forth. Left to right. Always the same rate and in the same spot. As if sawing a hole through the air. Through his resolve. ‘Sit down?’ She straddled him sensuously and held her sweet-smelling neck to his face. Then she moved the pendant slowly in front of his face and began giving him instructions: ‘You are slipping into a trance. You will be aware of. “That’s the price I pay for letting Diana and Christy go out to buy the tree by themselves this year.” She kept her nose buried in the papers until she went through them all. “Honey, these are blank. Is this your roundabout way of saying you’re not going to Moringa?”“I won’t leave my children, mom,” Maddi’s voice quaked.Rochelle sighed. “I guess I can’t judge. I hope Diana shows half your resolve.”“We haven’t spoken in months.” Maddi dropped her shoulders and shuffled her feet with nervous energy. “How is she?”“Spoiled rotten,” Rochelle huffed. “You’d think she’s carrying Jesus in her womb. Maybe your falling out had something to do with how close she and Christy have gotten. Y’know Diana bought her a rabbit?” She chuckled. “I’ve never known her to do anything nice for Christy.”Rochelle turned as the front door burst open. Christy and Diana burrowed through with hands full of bulging brilliant-colored gift bags. Christy looked up and smiled at her mother and half-sister before Diana.
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