But if it took much longer than that, it probably meant he'd just gone home to nurse his anger. Sure enough, just about an hour after I'd started, the...phone rang. It was John. "You've had it." I tried to reason with him. "John, let's talk about this later. You're still drunk. Let's talk in the morning, and tomorrow night I'll have a special surprise for you." He wasn't buying. "Forget it, you bitch. It's war, not play, and you're the target." Click. I didn't know what to do. I really wanted to. “I love you, sissy boi,” he said the device transcribed it. The message sent just as he was pulling out of the driveway of their 2,500 square foot rambler ranch. He glanced at the yard and decided he would cut the grass when he got back home.At work, it was a good day. Terris handled his business and went back home, but not before eating the roast beef sandwich and two apples his sissy baby mama had put in his camouflage lunch cooler.Terris pulled up at home. He changed into a gray sweatsuit.. Never go outside without Morales or me with you, and we never go outside without being armed – and ready. This world is not forgiving. Make a mistake and you’re dead.”Morales spoke up. “We had hoped that the animal population would be less in winter, but the only difference I can see is that they seem to be even more aggressive.”“We’ve decided that it must be because there isn’t as much readily-available food,” Jasmine added.Their bodies finally warm, Jasmine and Morales moved back from the. Sheila said, “Do you know what the speed you were going?”I noticed her brown hair, green eyes, and pear-shaped breasts and her heart-shaped bottom.Sheila said, “What are you staring at? I do not think you know how serious this is.”I told her, “I am sorry I was distracted.”Sheila told me, “I want you to step out of the car.”I stepped out of the car and asked, "Am I in trouble?”Sheila said, “Shut up and do as you are told. I want you to stand next to the side of your car and put your hands on.