Lovely Lies
I tried to rub her back, but she waved me away as she tried to catch her breath.
I dreaded it, but picked the pictures up anyway. It was her, asleep and wearing only panties. She wore a different pair in each picture, which meant they were from different nights. She slept in just her panties or panties and a t-shirt at home, but she couldn’t be any more than twelve or thirteen in these pictures. I dropped them and went over to her. She had more pictures in her hands. These were of Riley. She wore skimpy costumes in some—a police woman, a nurse, even a fucking school girl. She smiled in each one, but it was obviously forced. She was in her bed in some and maybe even naked in others, but I loo