“Well Mr. Brackens—“ “Julian.” “Well Julian,” she addressed me with that southern twang, “you’ll never own me because I’m no one�...�s property but my own.” I smiled. It was a good answer. And the indignation inside that southern voice made my dick stir inside my pants. “Okay. So your name is Brenda, but what do they call you?” “Chocolate Peaches.” “How did you get that name, sweetheart?” She didn’t say a word. Instead, she stood up, turned around and lifted the little bit of skirt she was. Everything around the house seemed normal, but it wasn’t.Friday nights were one of those times when Mom was out late, involved in one of her many pursuits. This particular Friday I came home from work about six and changed out of my work clothes into something comfortable. I heard Hunter come in and later heard the shower running. Shortly after the shower shut off he came and knocked on my door.I called out, “Come in,” and he opened the door and stepped into the room. He was wearing a. More

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