Dottie Underwood Novels & Stories

The superior who threatened to dock 45,000 dollars from my pay had been fired, and the Human Resource Department called to apologize and approved my long paid leave. I held nothing against them. I gave Dottie all my time. She had undergone two restorative operations and three months of rehabilitation training. Her ring finger and pinkie on her right hand had recovered ninety percent movement. The first time Dottie held a color pencil on her own, she drew a yellow house with two people in it. The tall one had messy hair, and the short one had a red circle on its wrist. “Look, Mommy. This is our house. The red circle is my watch.”

- driver declared Edward got down ,started to walk inside ..He entered the house .His father was watching the news and his mother was talking with the maid .His sister and wife were nowhere to be seen .He thought they both were somewhere roaming around the mansion.After greeting his mother and father he went to freshen up . He took a bath and wore a hoodie and pyjamas ..He went down ..to his disappointment He didn't saw his wife . His parents and sister were waiting for him at the dining table ..

I asked raising an eyebrow. "Sure why not I been to worse places with you as an undercover mission for me this isn't much different." he shrugged. She returned putting our cups down. "I'm Dottie by the way." she offered with a big smile to Anthony. "Dottie this is Anthony." I offered far too keenly like some love sick puppy. I saw the amusement in Anthony's eyes. She smiled warmly at me and walked away.

She blushed, and then turned back to the television. "You guys know how much I love getting all these loads from your big black cocks," Dottie exulted, as she looked directly into the camera, which was currently filming a side view of her servicing the two dicks. "I love when my pussy is leaking from the floods of cum you hot black studs always fill me up with." "That's so hot," Essence said, her hand reaching under her white dress to her bare pussy.

The doctor begins to lead the way, and I'm about to follow when Tatum holds onto my arm. "Can't I come?" she asks me, looking worried and broken, with dried tears on her face. "Stay here while I talk to him. Stay with Dotty. She might wake up soon." That calms her down, and she nods, letting go of me. My conversation with the doctor gives me insight into Dorothy's condition, and sure enough, it's a common case of neglected health. She has diabetes, and it has progressed too far. When I step back out, I don't see Tatum in the waiting area anymore. A quick peek into Dorothy’s room door and I see Tatum, seated on a chair beside Dorothy’s bed, keeping the woman company. I leave her be for the ne

I realized nothing could separate our love nest, not even a past love affair. We could form new memories and help each other forget the bad memories together. “What happened with Lottie?” I found myself asking. “She was a stripper. I didn’t like her line of work.” He started and continued: “When I asked her to stop, she wouldn’t. And that drew us apart. One time, I called her to surprise her on a date. And then she texted me that she was working.” “She was working?” I reiterated. “At 2 p.m., she offered home service to a client at the club. Only the goddess knows what went down.” He shut his eyes as he said, “It was a private VVIP party at a condo in the States. You can imagine how it ended.

“I am good, I guess.” “What are you doing for a living?” Brad’s girlfriend whom she learnt was Georgia asked genuinely. “I work at Ambrose Fashion as a design manager.” “Wow! Such a big company. Are you sure you work there or you are just saying for a show off?” Chantelle asked smugly. “Or maybe you are not a manager but an assistant. A pathetic assistant not forgetting fat.” “I do work as a manager Chantelle. Why would I lie about that?” “Well lying is in your veins. I remember you once told the whole school that you and Saint were a couple. Guess what everyone, Saint denied all the claims and showed her, her real place in his life. Right on the ground.”

- she held up her hand when Dottie interrupted her - "know we don't accomplish anything by arguing. Dottie, why don't you come with me and I can take your statement and we'll go from there?" No one said anything, but when Ronnie motioned Dottie to her office she went. "Have a seat," Ronnie said as she ushered Dottie into her office and closed the door behind her. "What can I do for you?" Ronnie sat down and pulled her chair under the desk. "I came to find out where my husband is, if he's even still alive?" Dot answered then looked down at her lap. "Why wouldn't he be alive?" Ronnie asked.

I'm beginning to think you are mute Mr British Liam Scott. I walk towards Liam and when I get to him, I stretch my hand down to him for a handshake " Hi, I'm callum Dove, the president of the student body council of the school and I'm at your service. " I say and beam. He grabs my hands for the handshake and instantly I flush, his hand is warm and I just felt the sparks. I have always wanted the kind of sparks mum had when she met Lori, that's why I haven't bothered with dating.

"I am so stupid. I'm sorry, I just forgot." I shrugged off her apology, offering her a small smile. "It's okay, I know it was an accident." Despite my words, I could tell it still bothered Dotty that she slipped up. I wasn't mad at her. They weren't used to socializing with omegas as closely as they do with me. The complications that come with not having a strong relationship with your wolf are foreign to people like them. Dotty's smile returned on her face, nudging herself closer to me on the couch. "Let's see if there is anything good on tv until they're ready." She reached for the remote, turning the volume up as we settled in and waited.