"Shhh, I will be back. I want to make sure the bastard is dead," I said.I started walking again towards the glow and when I got there all I found was ... horse. Looking around, I couldn't see anymore white glows. I was confused and I turned to look at the DUK when a bright light hit me. I shrieked and pulled the goggles off. I was rubbing my eyes when I felt someone grab my rifle that was in my right hand.I was hurled to the side and hit the ground. I had refused to release my rifle and something. Ipicked up the shopping bag to see what I had bought.Cat food? All of it was cat food. Why the hell had I bought cat food? Iwas just about to throw the can across the room in frustration when I sawthe picture on the front. It did look good. In fact, it was the onlything I'd seen all day that I had fancied eating.I walked into the kitchen (one hand holding up my boxer shorts still, I'dgiven up on the trousers, I'd end up tripping over the legs), licking mylips at the thought of what I was about. She was young when she had her young prince, but once upon a time, before he was born, she liked for the boys to look. She liked to call herself a MILF jokingly when she’d get those glances. Her young prince was now five years old.“Damn. I still got it.” She thought, with a grin. At that moment, dirty thoughts in her brain began to get churning. She started the shower. She started to disrobe. Midway through disrobing, she got her phone. She got the camera out. She thought about it. She was in. Adkins' walked in. "Would you like for me to make you a snack... since.. oh my...", she stammered as she saw me just as I was about to remove the first stocking. "I'm so sorry. I should have knocked." "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.", I managed to blurt out. "I was just so intrigued and wanted to...", I could not finish my sentence. During this time, Mrs. Adkins was transfixed on my legs, and the slight chub growing in my underpants. "It's ok. It was rude of me to just barge in.", she said. "But they.