.. we did have a trailer full of other guns!Barry in the driver’s seat had his new favorite go-to assault rifle next to his seat, an H&K 417, firing...7.62. He had the size and strength to port all of that extra heavy ammo; I really didn’t, so I preferred the slighter 416 model that shot standard NATO 5.56. Today that gun was still my gun sack in the back seat and I was toting at the ready my ‘precious’, the Mossburg across my knees in the back left passenger seat, covering Barry’s side of the. There was no way she was begging, telling me to fuck her. (Hours later, I'd push my prick to the edge with self-abuse thinking about my mother standing over me, tears in her eyes, shaking her fist, demanding that I rip off her clothes and force my seven inch cock into her overheating cunt.) The reality shriveled me to the size of a peanut. I felt like crying. Rodney had been able to run away, but I was cornered like a corned beef sandwich on a blue plate special."Mom, what are you saying?" I. I anticipated that any attack would happen in sixty days or less. The only thing pushing a rush on construction would do was telegraph that we were on to them - the last thing I wanted to do.Tomorrow I would have Ben put the screws to the college. The grants had restrictions and regulations. They had to have specific projects listed and the cost of those projects with bids accompanying the request. The funding was not meant to be just a cash grant. There was a deadline on the construction with. I'm sorry I was so... so bitchy the first part of the evening," she said softly. "It's just that I was... well, that I was upset about... about a few things." It's okay, honey, I understand."A few moments later they were pulling into the driveway of their small, middle-class cottage in one of Morriston's older sections. Howard parked the car in the garage, and they got out, arms about one another, and went into the darkened interior. He switched on one of the low-watt lamps on an end table as.