As was usual, Paul arrived right at 5:30 and grumbled some about work being tough and his boss being a jerk. We sat down and ate dinner pretty much in...silence and then I got up to start clearing the table. And, as usual, he announced that he was going down to the club for drinks with the guys. Pretty standard fare for me these days. But unlike all the other times that I was left to entertain myself while Paul went out, this night I had someone else on my mind. So instead of vegging in front of. "Honey?" Mom tilted her head at my pained expression."This is going to sound..." I began, stalled, gulped, and proceeded. "This is going to sound like total horseshit, but before you get up and walk away, I'm going to prove to you that neither you nor I are crazy.The word stung her. I could see in her eyes that she wanted immediately to rebuke my choice of words, but her own need to find something she could grasp after two weeks of indistinct nightmares paused her."Do you remember when I fell. He said he would be in touch. She saved that one.She looked at me and said, "The scramble has begun. Let's go eat with Joan. She's going to be worried."She put her phone in her purse and we left the room. In the lobby, we met Joan. Bruce walked in and came toward Eve. He said, "Miss Baylor, we need to talk." Eve cringed. I stepped into his path. When he made to go around me, I took his arm."There is no Miss Baylor here, Bruce. My 'wife' will not be subjected to an altercation from you in a. She fumbled with the lock on the porch, trying to open the door as Ted slipped his hand under her miniskirt. The guy wasn’t shy and his fingers easily entered her both holes. One in the pink and one in the stink. He liked that she didn’t resist it at all. Jane was shocked. They were on the porch. She bent down to stick the key into the keyhole as her boyfriend stuck his fingers into her both orifices. Ted not only finger-fucked the girl but rose up her miniskirt to the waist, putting her ass.