Healing With Artemisia: A Mother’s Care And Family Support By Alex Adams

I quickly understood why. Her words had penetrated my ears, but my mind didn’t progress them. They really fired my mother!” I heard her crying on the other side.Fuck, I need to deal with that as well. “No, not at all.” I had to keep it together. “I think so, but what do you-”
“I’ll tell you later,” I really wasn’t going to tell her. I expressed my gratitude and devoured my meal. “Don’t, please, please!”
“No wonder you screwed up school. I would need all the time I could get to prepare for my trap. I was just thinking about how quick this had escalated when she began biting her lip, making it extremely hard to contain myself to just her breasts. I want to know every fucking thing there is to know.”
I wasn’t going to tell her yet that it was mostly for her own benefit.