”When she came out of the bathroom, she handed me her panties and skirt, then still holding her blouse and bra I asked, “Angela ... I hope you don...��t mind me asking, but I assume you’re probably still a virgin... ?”She nodded shyly then asked, “Why... ?”“Well, I was just wondering if you wanted to play a bit more, just you and me but in the bedroom... ?”“But what about Rambo... ?”“Well, he can play as well if you like... ?”“No I mean ... Is he OK outside alone... ?”“Yes the garden’s well secure,. Strip cunt.” I stood back and took off my t-shirt then shimmied out of my skirt while Mr. Miller roughly pulled my mother’s skirt off along with her panties. I’d never seen my mother naked of course, and was surprised that she was so slim but her cunt was covered in a thatch of hair. Mr. Miller made a gagging sound. “How can you fuck that bush when you have a tight, slick hole in the house?” He asked my father. “No resemblance there, unless….” He laughed and pushed me to my knees in front. She is in pain, but I do not care. Because I hate her."Doctor, give me some painkillers!" she groans and passes a trembling hand over her haggard face. However her makeup is not smeared, expensive makeup."My colleagues must have given you. You'll have to bear it. By the way, have you been drinking?" Well ... not much," she says, then looks at me timidly, like a beaten animal."I understand," I say. She deserves that. Let her suffer. Such as her ... I just ... hate her, that's it.She is crying.. I stopped in at Jess's school and asked to see her, when she came out I told her what had happened."You can put mine in too Tony, at least it makes leaving the job a bit easier, I wasn't looking forward to telling Fred we were going,"Arriving at the head office I asked to see the manager, when I was called in I told him that I wanted to tender my, Jess and Dom's resignations."Why did you want to do that here son? You could have just given it to the supervisor. Why are the three of you wanting.