"He's sleeping." Sleeping on the couch?" I narrowed my eyes and my brother nodded. "Great."So Mom and Dad had another fight, that figures. Mom had gon... out the night before, I knew that. Dad said she'd gone with some friends or something, her friend Stacy, and she was almost okay. I'd called her Aunt Stacy for a long time, until I'd gotten old enough to know she wasn't related to me at all and just one of my mom's friends. The woman wasn't married or anything, just a different boyfriend every. The other guy sees how pissed I am and he pulls his big, fat, dick out of hubby's ass, grabs his clothes, and heads for the door. To illustrate my point, as the other guy turns and begins to head down the hallway, I pick up one of hubby's football trophies (he was a pretty good quarterback in high school) and throw it at him. Luckily I miss him, but the trophy smashes against the far wall in the hallway and breaks into three pieces.Next, I grab another of hubby's trophies and throw it at hubby. They shut up as soon as they saw her.”“What is The EagleLeague?”
“I don’t know, Flint, never heard of it myself. Let’s go.”I looked at Rebecca, “You and Rosie stay down here with Cayuse. This shouldn’t take long.” Then I turned back, “No, better wait upstairs.”Rosie glanced at Cayuse. He nodded, just slightly. Mrs. Chambers and I waited until Rebecca and Rosie had climbed the stairs to the third floor.Well, the Cravens’ weren’t in Marina’s room. Another battle plan fucked from the start. But. Another quick look around and she unfastened the top and put it in her beach bag. She hunched over and lifted her knees in an attempt to hide her breasts.I put my arm around her and told her I would stay a short time before checking the rods.It didn't take long for her confidence to rise, "Go check your bait, I'm alright." Sure?" I asked."I'm sure, go on, I'm ok," Pat said, uncurling herself. She put her arms behind her back and leaned back onto them, her chest fully exposed.This action was a.