Her knees drew up to her chest, forcing Frank from her body as a stream of golden come squirted from her body in a parabolic arc to splash on the floor. XXNX She supposed the hours spent on her son’s computer, writing short stories and articles for the church magazine had helped. Small creases at the edge of his eyes gave rise to the supposition he might smile often. Carefully he hooked the waist of her panties with his thumbs and, with her help, removed them to be left on the floor. She had decided to find a job, it didn’t really matter too much what it was, but something that would provide the first step towards her independence and a life she could call her own; to hell with what Bill had to say about it; it wasn’t like they could discuss it, he never
