Her hands trembled on my waist and I wondered how much of her reputation was false bravado.I raised an eyebrow and regarded her with a tiny smirk. “...id that make you wet?”To my surprise she didn’t even flinch at the crass question, she just pressed herself harder against me. “Yes… fuck…”Maybe she wasn’t used to people flexing their muscles at her, but I don’t play games. I speak my mind and say what I want. It’s my most endearing and alienating quality in one. I turned her around and pressed. Throwing her bag down on the bed, she collapsed. Her cheek was starting to hurt now the painkillers the hospital had given her were wearing off, and she stank of stale cigarettes and alcohol. Usually she would shower as soon as she got in, but last night she’d been rather… preoccupied. ‘Well if that’s how you feel, FUCK OFF!’ David’s scream dragged Helen from her thoughts, and she stood, walking back out into the hall in time to see a retreating back slamming the front door and David staring in. ”In walked five men. I really didn’t know what was going on as I watched them enter the living room and look at me. There I was standing there in my skimpiest nightie with a 16 inch long, 3 inch thick dildo in my grasp. I was snapping out of my dreaming when I heard one of them say “We aren’t interupting anything, are we?” I was dumbfounded and just stood them in all my nearly naked glory. “Wait, I know you,” he said. “I’ve seen you around. I always thought you were hot. Isn’t she hot, guys?”. She went down to the basement and got a glass of iced tea and went out the basement door. With legs of wood, she forced herself down the grass covered, cracked sidewalk. Fortunately the town of Conrad had no street lights. The moon was out enough for her to make her way towards her daughter's house.A huge dark figure soon caught up with her. Brad wrapped his right hand around her waist as his left hand held a beer. They were about half way there when a full-size crew cab with several young men.