Twenty Six

Naomi watched Mrs. King as she sipped her cocoa as many thoughts ran through her mind. She is a skimming bitch who hides in the disguise of a good girl.

"So tell me, apart from you. Does my daughter have other friends?"

Naomi smiled when the opportunity she was looking for arrived.

She cleaned her throat then relaxed on the couch,

"Yeah, she has but I am ashamed to admit that those friends are nothing to write home about," Mrs. King did not like the sound of that and wondered if her daughter is keeping a bad gang, the ones that will put her in danger.

"Oh my poor daughter, what have I done to her?" Mrs. King cried out in her mind.

Naomi could tell from the expression playing on the woman's face that what she said hit a point. She smiled to herself and then made a sad face.

"She is my friend but I can't tell Kristen what to do. I so much love her that I can't bear to see what she does with boys'' She said, faking sadness. Mrs. King looked up, "Did you say, boys"

Naomi nodded her head