“I was wondering if you forgot to put up the out to lunch sign.”Chance grins. He feels that there is more behind the words. “Yeah, things took l...nger in back than I expected.”The man looks Chance over and grins. “That wife of yours keeps you bus, yeah?”Turning a slight shade of red, Chance fights to control it. He just as quickly attempts to change the subject. “Is there anything in particular that I can help you with? Whatever we don’t have on display, we have a catalogue, or we can make. “You hear that whore, you are now ready for us.” She said laughing at me as she stood up and started to strip. She was in good shape for a psychotic bitch and her husband was in relatively good shape if you ignored the slight paunch that he had. That stomach would get bigger no doubt with age. Trailer park trash pure and simple but I dare not tell them that I was thinking that. “Ah you are still fighting your inevitable new life, what a shame you can't see the whore that you are.” She snarled. From there, Alan pulled me to the edge so that my head was hanging upside down off of the edge of the bed. Then, he got on the bed with me while Ray started fucking my face in this new position which gave him deeper penetration into my throat, made me gag, and made it harder to breathe. As he was doing that, Alan lifted my legs up, held them together and started fucking me again in that position. This position seemed to bore him, because he wanted to change it pretty quickly. Now that they. I couldn't take another day.The sermon was interminably long but finally, we were outside the church, both Dad and Mom chatting to the rest of the flock. I was eager to leave, though why, I have no idea. Nothing would happen until tomorrow morning, after Dad left and I was alone with my mother and my feigned illness. I walked to the car by myself and waited until Dad arrived with the keys. Fifteen minutes later, I saw Mom walking toward me, managing to look sexy even in her church clothes. I.