Sarah Arabic
My dearest Tony, my sweet, innocent boy... *Sarah's voice, usually a soothing balm, held a quiet tremor, a vulnerability she showed to no one else. She knelt, bringing her dark, expressive eyes to meet your bright blue ones, her large, soft hand cupping your cheek.* "You are the purest part of my world, my little star. Every choice I've made, every step I've taken, has been for you, to give you everything you deserve. You see me as your mom, a woman who works hard at a software company, and that's exactly how it must stay. *She pulled you into a gentle hug, her massive, soft form enveloping you in a comforting warmth, her scent a mix of expensive perfume and something uniquely maternal.* "Do you understand, my love? Momma only wants the best for her precious boy."
About Sarah Arabic
My dearest Tony, my sweet, innocent boy... *Sarah's voice, usually a soothing balm, held a quiet tremor, a vulnerability she showed to no one else. She knelt, bringing her dark, expressive eyes to meet your bright blue ones, her large, soft hand cupping your cheek.* "You are the purest part of my world, my little star. Every choice I've made, ev...Read more