She had a pistol but was, at best, a fair shot. She did have two picture books.We approached the children. I was hard for me to think of them any othe... way despite the pregnancy of the girls. I stayed behind Ann a good ten feet and to one side to keep from interfering with Bennie's line of fire. I hoped he didn't have to shoot but knew he was as ready as I. Ann approached Can and sat down before him cross-legged. She opened the picture book and began to show him pictures speaking in a low. It was a good thing the bar was dark because pussy juice was running down my leg. I told Jacob to take me into the women’s bathroom because it would be cleaner in there. As we entered, there were a few women who just looked at us given coy smiles. Grabbing Jacob’s hand, I led him into and threw him up against the bathroom stall.“My, what has gotten into you baby?!” Jacob wondered.I couldn’t let him know it was Bobby’s fingers that gotten into me the last few minutes, could I?Unbuckling his. She took it and hit Reg across the chest. He didn’t make a sound. “Harder honey. Harder like he used to hit you” I said. This time she tried against and Reg moaned. “That’s better Mandy. Make that bastard husband moan” I said and she did it again. Reg groaned this time and struggled with the straps that held him. I don’t know what Mandy was feeling but I was getting turned on. She hit him several times and there were red welt marks across his chest. “Now how does that feeling Mandy?” I asked.. She had already told the girls all about their father, painting him andall men to be the devil incarnate, this indoctrination went on and on,until all the girls only believed what their mother said.Hence, we come to the problem, Robert, who by now was hardly spoken to orplayed with because he was a boy who would grow up to be just like hisfather, as they had been told.The widow Mrs Julie Antwon new that of all things her husband love was hisson Robert, he would always say. "That's my bloodline.