Toni
I looked down at Tamar as she cuddled up to Janet. They were both still asleep and after the events from last night, I decided to let them stay that way. However, for me, I couldn't sleep. I was too upset. How dare he do what he did to her? I know I've only known Tamar for less than a month, but she's my baby sister and she's innocent. She didn't ask to be the product of an affair. She didn't ask to exist and she definitely didn't ask to be beaten the way she was. She didn't deserve it. It took everything in me not to go over to her mother's house and deal with my father myself. I couldn't do that though. I had to think of Tamar.
Making sure not to make any noise, I eased out of the bedroom and headed to the kitchen. I decided that I would make a nice breakfast for Tamar. She was very weak and tired when she got here last night, so she definitely needed her strength. I decided to make a big breakfast. Pancakes, biscuits, eggs, sausage, breakfast potatoes and some fruit. I even pulled out the blender too and planned to make some nice smoothies.
As I cooked, the image of Tamar standing in the living room shaking and crying with her eyes all red. All of those scars and bruises on her little body. I could barely touch her without her breaking down in tears. It all made me even more upset. Who beats a child like that? What kind of thought process do you have to even think of doing something like that? Then for you to sleep peacefully after doing it. It's sick and twisted.
I came back to myself and noticed how tight I was holding the whisk. My knuckles had turned white. I let go and tried to focus on something else. It seemed like an impossible task, but then I remembered how Janet loved on me last night. I placed my hand on the necklace she gave me and smiled. She was so amazing to me. I never thought I would find someone to treat me so well, but she treats me better than I can ever imagine. Her love for me is stuff you read about and watch in fairytales. Even the way she fucks me is out of this world.
She does things to my body that I can't even comprehend half the time. It feels so amazing and when I cum, it's like the whole world spins so fast, but I can still see her clearly. I've never imagined myself as someone who would have wild and crazy sex, but Janet makes me feel like I could fuck her on a stage with millions of people watching and not care about them. She does things to me that brings out a different side of me. My pussy throb as I thought about it. Granted I wasn't think ing about what happened with Tamar anymore, but now I'm horny. "Toni." I heard Janet's voice and was pulled out of my thoughts.
"Good morning, baby." She came into the kitchen and pulled me into her as she kissed me. "How'd you sleep?"
"Not good." She sighed. "I couldn't shake my anger."
"I know." I caressed the side of her face. "I didn't get any sleep. I just couldn't."
"What you making?" I went back to cooking.
"I decided to make a big breakfast for Tamar. She needs it after what she's been through."
"That's true." She leaned against the counter and watched me. "So what are we gonna do?"
"Well, shockingly enough, I thought of going to my mom." Janet's eyes widened.
"Really?"
"Yeah. I'm going to tell her what happened and I honestly think that she may look after Tamar."
"You do?"
"I do. And I doubt it would happen, but if she says no then...."
"She can always stay here." I looked at Janet.
"You would do that?"
"Of course. If your mother doesn't take her, I'm definitely not going to let child protective services take her. She'll just end up being abused more."
