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She sat back in the seat, sweeping her now shoulder length hair into a clip at the top of her head. Her stomach was rolling and bubbling, and she rummaged through her purse until she found the bottle of antacid. She'd been nauseous since she got on the plane that morning, and the sick feeling had continued throughout the flight, and was spreading to her head now that she was on her way to see her mother.

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Her father had tried repeatedly to convince her to see Cora, saying her mother wasn't so intolerable anymore, pov sex movies she loved her and wanted to heal their relationship. Hera had laughed in his face before she could stop herself. Cora had been a hateful bitch for as long as Hera could remember, and made a point at every opportunity to remind Hera what a disappointment she was. Though Antoine insisted that his self committal to the facility was due to his own issues, Hera knew the truth: Cora had driven him crazy. He'd been diagnosed with depersonalization syndrome, a mental disorder caused by extreme stress and depression. And if living with Cora for thirty years wasn't a catalyst to those symptoms, she didn't know what was.

She could never understand what had drawn a loving, generous man like her father to the hellbeast that was her mother, but she supposed the old saying was true – love was blind. In her opinion and experience, love was a blind, evil pit bull - the closer you got to it, the more it tried to lock its jaws around your throat and along came polly sex scene you to death.

Her father had also tried to persuade her to accept the trust fund she'd had access to since her twenty third birthday, and each time she'd adamantly refused. If she was going to have a life of her own, she would have to do it on her own terms – and accepting money from Daddy wasn't the best way to establish independence. Plus, she knew her mother watched the bank account figures like bbw sexy video and any large withdrawals would have had the Wrath of the Dragon Lady on her in a second. If she took that money, she'd be under Cora's thumb for the rest of her life.


Never again, she had told herself – yet here she was, kowtowing to Cora's wishes without a fight. While she wanted to support her father's recovery as best she could, she knew there was more to Cora's insistence that she return home. Cora never did anything for anybody without an ulterior motive, and that included her husband.

God, she hated that woman.

The sick feeling in Hera's body doubled as she realized the taxi was crossing St. Charles Avenue into the upscale residential district sex teens movies had free sex video links called home. She glanced at her watch; there were still a few hours before Antoine was scheduled to return. She wasn't ready to deal with her mother yet, especially since she hadn't changed out of her jeans and t-shirt after her flight. Making a quick decision, she tapped sex scandal catholic usccb clergy statistics chart the bulletproof glass that separated the front of the taxi from the backseat.

"Hey, bra!" she called, amazed at how easy it was to drop her Hollywood speech and slip back into N'awlins lingo.

"Yup?"

"Take me to Vieux Carré instead."

"F'sure."

The cabbie sped up and made a wild and illegal u-turn, cutting off several vehicles as he turned the cab in the direction of the French Quarter. Hera laughed to herself as she scrambled to get her seatbelt on. She'd almost forgotten about cabdrivers in N'awlins. They didn't waste time.

Her nausea began to candice michelle sex videos as soon as they began heading away from the Garden District, and Hera took a few deep breaths to calm her nerves. This was exactly what she needed. She'd give the cabbie the house address and a few bucks to deliver her luggage there, then she'd walk around 'da Quarta for a bit. Maybe get a shrimp po' free lesbian sex videos and then some pralines, and go watch the river for awhile. Just relax for a little bit before she had to walk through the gates of hell.

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Hera had been wandering through the Quarter for over an hour, losing herself in the spicy smells of Cajun food and chicory coffee flowing through the air. She black girls sex videos through the tourist trap voudou stores, giggling at the gris gris bags and the hexing stones, and visited some of the old pastry shops she used to love. After stuffing herself with cake and candies, and an enormous po' boy with all the dressing, she'd gone into Razoo's Bar and ordered a Hurricane with a side shot of tequila, for old times sake.

Now, as she stood outside on the sidewalk gazing through the window of a four-star restaurant and observing the patrons within, she felt all the goodies she consumed trying to force their way out of her stomach. The pain in her heart spread through her limbs as she watched Michael's mahogany colored hands stroke Jessie's pale face, the contrast of their skins almost startling in the low light. They were sitting close together, cuddling in the booth facing the window. Hera knew she should keep walking down Toulouse Street to watch the river as she had planned, but her feet were frozen in place. She watched as his free granny sex video gently caressed Jessie's cheek, observed her fair skin flush pink and thongs sex movies almond shaped eyes close at the contact. It was a small gesture, but a sensual one, and so intimate for such a crowded space. He never touched me like that in public, she thought, the bitterness becoming a coppery taste in her mouth. Michael had always told her that acts of affection were best saved for private; but here he was, in one of the best restaurants in the French Quarter, nuzzled up to his slut for all the world to see.

 Anger swept through her, followed by regret, and she suddenly felt as though she had been robbed and violated. Throughout their relationship, Michael had been constantly attempting trying to bring her out of her shell, for what he called a more sophisticated persona, befitting of a doctor's wife. He had been infamous for ridiculing her lack of style, and her reserved demeanor; whenever she had complained about the jokes made at her expense, Michael had said he was only telling her what no one else would. For nearly three years, she had done nothing but try to please him, struggling to fulfill his idea of what she should be. She'd laid her own dreams do it hard, baby !!! singing and playing music to the side, instead putting his aspirations to become the youngest Dean of video sexy cool Research in Tulane Hospital's history to the forefront. It was only after she had left that she realized just how much like her mother Michael truly was; free hentia sex videos the shame of how she allowed herself to be used had consumed her for months.

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Michael had only been using her for her parents' connections, and had been cheating on her for months with Jessie. Hera's eyes welled up with tears at the memory as she watched them, now feeding each other bites of their meals in between kisses. She wished she were brave enough to go inside and slap them both silly. If she had the nerve, she would walk into the middle of the restaurant and shout at the top of her lungs what a lousy lay Michael was, adult sex movies samples how Jessie was known throughout the city as the Queen of STD's. Hera chuckled quietly to herself, her soft laughter dying when she heard a familiar voice behind her.

 

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 Hera turned around quickly, startled by the use of her full name in such a deep timbre. It took her a dog fucked my wife to recognize the tall, good looking man crossing the narrow street to approach her.

 "Well, I'll be damned," she said, the grimace on her face turning into a full fledged grin. "Jacques Dubosc!"

 She walked a few feet away from the restaurant window and came face to face with her brother's best friend, allowing him to pull her into a tight hug. She fell into him, subtly taking the support she needed from his arms. It took all her strength not to burst into tears on his shoulder, free lesbian sex video clips grateful she was to see a friendly face.

 "Ya know, the only one who still calls me 'Jacques' is my mama," Jake said, laughing as he hugged her.

 "Well, my mother is the only one who calls me 'Heralynn,' so we're even," she replied, grateful for a familiar face in this God-forsaken city.

 He released Hera from his embrace, but kept his hands wrapped lightly around her arms. "What're you doing here?" he asked, smiling. "Last I heard you had run off to California to become some kinda rock star."

Hera didn't like that he had chosen to use run off to describe her hasty exit from Louisana, but she heard the mirth in his tone and knew he meant no offense by it. Jake and Marquis had been best friends throughout high school, and she knew from her brother that they still talked. She hadn't seen Jake in a few years, but he still looked as incredible as she remembered. His blue-gray eyes still shone with amusement, like life was one big dirty joke and he was the only one who understood the punch-line. His café au lait skin showed his French Creole heritage, and his southern drawl came straight from the Bayou. His dark hair was shaved close to his head, and his tall frame was toned like man's should be. Not like those Hollywood guys who spent hours at the gym and more time in front of the mirror than any woman could. Jake's body was built like a true southern boy – from hours of manual labor in the humid video sexy claire keim heat, from sun up to sun down.

Hera felt free video sex games remnants of her schoolgirl crush on Jake flutter through her as she looked at him. She tugged self consciously at her worn t-shirt, wishing she had changed into the new outfit she'd bought to wear when she finally made it over to her mother's house. "Well, I'm free halle berry sex scene in a few clubs, and I haven't quite hit rock star status yet," Hera answered. "But I'm working on it."

Hera bowed her head, allowing her hair to create a curtain around her face, hiding it from Jake's view. "Nobody knew except Marquis," she said quietly. "It's not something my parents ever supported me in. But I've never black sexy video to do anything else, and I figured L.A. was the best place to be."

Jake smiled softly, taking his fingertip to Hera's chin and lifting her head to meet his gaze. "Well, you'll just have to sing for me sometime," he said.

Hera mentally chastised herself sexy video porno her heart skipped a beat, her skin warming from his slight touch. Jake was a born flirt, and she knew better than to take anything he said seriously. No matter that she was somewhat plain looking and his best friend's sister; she was still a woman, and now over twenty one, free video chat with sexy girls made her fair game in his eyes. She ran her hand through her hair nervously as Jake dropped his hand from her face. "Um…what are you doing down here, anyway?" she asked.

"On my way to work," he answered, gesturing at the building across the street.

"You're working at The Battle Axe?" she asked. Battle Axe was the hottest and most sinister nightclub and bar in the Quarter.

"Nope," Jake said sheepishly. "I own it."

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Hera scowled and stuck out her tongue at Jake, realizing too late that her actions only proved Jake's point.

"Ah, ah, ah, don't offer it unless you're prepared to use it," Jake said playfully.

Hera laughed, but she was still a bit shocked at his innocent flirting. Jacques Duval was a charmer - always had been, but she had never been on the receiving ends of those charms before. Though she had been two years behind them in high school, she had heard of the exploits he and her brother used to pull. Jake always had a new girlfriend every other week, and was forever cheating on them. But even when he got caught, he used his good looks and his undeniable charisma to talk himself out of the situation. And from what Marquis told her, not much had changed since then.

"You haven't changed a bit," she chuckled. "You're still a man-whore. Do you even realize how inappropriate you are sometimes?"

 Jake clutched his chest, feigning insult. "Hey, I resemble that remark."
 Hera's laughter caught in her throat as the restaurant door opened and Michael came sauntering out, with Jessica free real sex movies to his arm. They stopped right in front of her, surprise registering on Michael's face before his expression became unreadable.

 

Her heart stopped in her chest as she looked at him, his mahogany face now framed with a mustache and goatee that was sexy as hell. He was in a nice suit – one that she helped him pick out, if memory served – and he was wearing the hell out of it. She tried to speak, but the fear paralyzed her, and only a squawking sound came out and she glared at him.

 Jessie stared right at her, the amusement plain and readable on her face as she wrapped her arms around Michael. "Well, well, well," she said giggling, "the little mouse has returned. I never thought we'd see your face again." She looked Hera up and down, taking in the Converse sneakers and dirty jeans. "Still the fashionista, I see."

  "I… I, um…" She couldn't get her mouth to work; she just kept stuttering and tripping over her tongue. Hera glanced down at herself, and then over at Jake, embarrassed. It didn't help that Jake looked embarrassed for her.

 Jessie laughed, and Michael gathered his arm tighter around her. "Cut it out, sweetheart," he admonished. "That's unnecessary." He attempted a small smile in Hera's direction. "Heralynn, how are you? It's nice to see you."

 She didn't say word, just stared at him open mouthed as her vision blurred from the vanilla sky sex scene tears she was trying to keep at bay. The silence evolved into tension, and the tension thickened until it almost choked her. A thousand thoughts filled her head, all the things she'd planned on saying to him if she ever got the opportunity. But her mouth wouldn't work, no matter how hard she tried. Her throat locked and all she could do was stand there, breathing heavily and looking like a fool.

 Michael's smile faltered as his brown eyes took her in, and he got ready to speak again when Jessie stopped him. "Don't bother," she said dismissively. "Let's go before the little mouse starts to cry."

 She took Michael's hand and guided him down sexscene street, with Michael looking back apologetically before they disappeared around the corner.

 Hera stood on the sidewalk, the shaking in her hands threatening to spread and overtake her body until she felt Jake come up behind her. He laid his hands on her shoulders and she heard his voice in her ear.

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 Hera took sex video cartoon breath, the soothing sound of Jake's voice calming her, but doing nothing for the shame she felt. The perfect opportunity to finally tell Michael and Jessie what she thought of them, and she'd frozen. How pathetic.

 After a few moments she stopped shaking, and Jake turned her around to face him.

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His eyes were soft and understanding, and it was that look that kept her from running down the street and throwing herself into the Mississippi. That, and the offer of a free drink.

"Yeah," she said softly. "That sounds good."

Jake smiled. "Well, come on then," he said, taking her by the hand and leading her with fast steps across the street to his bar. "And I know just the drink for you."


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