All Chapters of Mermaid Thighs: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Fear is just like fire; it can be helpful if you know how to use it. If not, you’ll get burned. – Mike TysonNeo had taken Jolene to her therapy session and doctor’s appointment. There were two reasons for this.He wanted to drive the Tesla.He needed to know if she was cleared to start training.He’d gotten the specific limitations and verified that she could do certain activities. She did not look thrilled when he had asked about jump ropes. On the way back to his compound, he stopped at the sports store. Two hours later, they left with a trunk full of bags and bags. Shelby was arranging for the other items to be picked up and delivered.Once back at the big house, Neo took her to the recently finished gym. Back in the heyday of the old mansion, this had been the ballroom. The hardwood floors have been carefully removed and are currently upstairs waiting to be installed in the new conference room. The floor had been replaced with two layers of gym padding. The back wall was floor to

A good father is one of the most unsung, unpraised, unnoticed, and yet one of the most valuable assets in our society. – Billy GrahamJD had come over and told Reese what had happened between himself and Dean. The younger man was hurt, but he also knew that it was the grief and not Dean that was acting out. It didn’t lessen the pain any.“Don’t.” Amelia said as Reese came through the backdoor of the big house.“She can’t-.”“You’ll only make it worse.” Amelia told him. She never even looked up from the magazine she was thumbing through. “She’s angry, if you go in there, she’ll be angry at you.”“I thought anger was later in the five, seven, forty-two steps of grief.” He replied walking into the kitchen and sitting down.Amelia finally looked up from her magazine, but only to grab a handful of popcorn from the bowl. “They go in whatever order they want to go in. Sometimes, people go through some of the stages of grief multiple times. There’s no right or wrong way to grieve.”“There is

Crying is a way your eyes speak when your mouth can’t explain how broken your heart is. – UnknownDean stepped out of her room wearing a long-sleeved boat neck black dress that went to her knees. The bodice was fitted and flared slightly at the hips with a few discreet pleats. Instead of her high heels, she wore simple black kitten heels and matte black tights.The only jewelry that she wore was her golden crowned D and simple gold studs. She had braided her hair with a simple black band at the end. Light makeup covered up her blotchy skin from crying. Although Helen had gotten her waterproof mascara, Dean opted to just use the foundation and powder.She smiled at JD who stood in the hall waiting for her. He wore a black three-piece suit with a white shirt and dark gray tie. His short hair was styled with a little swoop on his left side. Monster sat next to him with a black leather and gold chain leash and collar.“I’m not ready.” Dean whispered as her lips trembled.He stepped closer

Is there life after death? I don’t know, but I died after you left, and I’m still alive. – William C. HannanThe levity of Sunday morning was nowhere to be found on Wednesday. Dean’s tears were back in full force as she prepared to say goodbye to her mother.The night before at the viewing, she had stayed for as long as she could. But when she had reached her breaking point, she had slipped away for a breath of air. JD followed her and was grateful when Reese texted him.Take her homeJD found her in a side room of the church, sitting on the floor. At first, he did not see her in the dark corner. Her soft voice saying his name drew his attention. Sitting on the floor with her, he pulled her into his lap and let her cry.When she had cried herself to sleep, he texted Reese saying he needed help. He included a picture of Dean and where they were. Reese appeared almost immediately and carried her out to the car. Jaxon had driven them back home and then JD took her to his room.She woke u

Today is the oldest you have been and the youngest you’ll ever be again. – Eleanor RooseveltJD woke up on his birthday with Dean laying on his shoulder. Since the first night that she had spent in his bed, this was where she had slept. He was not going to object, he enjoyed sleeping with her.The only problem he had was in the mornings.He very carefully slid out of her arms and then made his way into the bathroom. Turning on the shower, he stripped out of his pajamas and tossed them in the hamper. Stepping into the shower, he looked down at the hard member. Not for the first time, he thought that Reese had more strength than he did.Forgetting the man and picturing the woman in his bed, he wrapped his hand around his cock. Thanks to their shower together and her stunt afterwards, he didn’t have to imagine her body. Her plump breasts, trim waist and strong thighs. The well-trimmed patch of hair between her legs led to what he knew could be his piece of heaven. She would be tight, ha