“You are going to the party.”The pathetic cow was begging. Bob, get that rod. There was a 6 foot piece of conduitlaying against the wall. Sonia...grabbed Mom by the head. Back home we roastgoats on a spit. We run a rod through their ass and out their mouth and roast themOn a spit, maybe that is what we should do to you. How about that Bob, Mom could be our fucking dinner. Mom was frantic now. Sonia wasn’t serious or so I hoped but the stupid bitch didn’t know.“Please Please. “ “Shut the. ." her Mom said kind of using her as an excuse, She never cared before if it was staying out until 3 am as long as it was something like Bingo or something she wanted. She would force her daughter to do her homework in the Bingo parlor and not have dinner fixed telling her "Here is 5 dollars, just grab you something at the snack bar" She scoffed at hypocrisy her mother said. "Well OK, What do you got?" as her mom scurried through the shelves and realized she never really bought groceries yet. . I did it ..I stretched my legs wide across his hips giving him the green signal that now is the time and boy did he oblige. As he pushed his manhood inside me every memory of mine was wiped out. Like a knife melting thru hot butter … the pleasure was unexplainable the pain was unbearable .. Waited so many years for this feeling and finally it was there. My eyes closed my stranglehold on his tongue broke as every second passed by I started submitting myself to him. Simply serene a feeling of. Annie laughed wryly and said, "You have that right, Robert. I just didn't seem to have it tonight. I let a couple of good hands get away from me. There's always tomorrow..." Thank goodness for that. I just worry I've used up all my good luck." He didn't continue with an explanation of why he had said that, or what he meant.They were on the way up to the fourth floor when Annie asked him, "What good luck do you think you may have used up? I wouldn't have thought that you considered poker a game.