In the economic times, having a job was a wonderful, comforting thing. The little storefront church had a six o’clock service Christmas Eve and Terr... attended, knowing it was a poor substitute. Sad but determined, he was there at six and again at seven-thirty, needing two helpings of the Son of God’s miracle birth to make up for missing his favorite time to worship.This was another disappointing Christmas Eve when his family wouldn’t be going to church together. Terry wondered if it was. However, it was that declaration of love that she focussed on.‘Oh Ryan, you can’t really love me, you hardly know me. Last night we both had too much to drink and we made a mistake. You are a darling Ryan and I like you but I’m married and that’s important.’‘I do love you. I’ve loved you since I first met you. I wasn’t drunk I wanted last night to happen and I want to be with you.’‘I think you’d better get your clothes and leave while I get dressed. I’m going back to London.’He gathered up his. Plus a broken window was just begging for someone to sneak in and rob the place. On the off-chance Tim was going to come back, it wouldn’t hurt Jason to at least cover the hole with the plywood. Besides, after what he did to Christi, he needed some good karma. Taking a hammer, nails, and sheet of plywood from his basement, Jason walked through the river of tall grass and onto Tim’s property. Looking through the window, he could see the lifeless bird sprawled out on the living room carpet. It. I had to pretend, to make it real.”“Oh, it’s real, baby. My ass is proof of that. Oh God, I’ve still got that butt plug in me, don’t I?”“Yeah, mom. And it’s the smallest one Lotta had. Once dad wakes up, we need to talk about what we did. I don’t know if I’ve got what it takes to see this through. You’re way stronger than me.”I went to the bed and curled up next to my naked mom. I was still bottomless and I could feel the heat of her ass next to my groin. She had to be in a bunch of pain. That.