"Fuckin' drink it down bitch."Leslie took the can to her lips and swallowed a few hard times. She took the can away to take a breath.With that the lar...e man erupted. "Fuckin' bitch. I told you to fuckin' drink it."The man grabbed Leslie by the arm and pulled her away from the table. Becky tried to jump up but she felt several strong hands hold her down."You stupid bitch, when I fuckin' tell you to do something, you fuckin' do it," the man roared.Leslie had started to cry."Stop that fuckin'. I looked into the spare bedroom and noticed a work station set up in the corner with a laptop, external monitor, key board and mouse. We then walked up to the large glass sliding doors, at the back of the living area, looking out into the back yard.“Over here is the laundry,” Em said pointing to the right. “And of course this is the back yard. Outdoor entertaining area here, old garage over there, mainly full over junk, and old shed there.”“Very nice,” I said, as I looked out into the. I said, “Wow, that sure feels good.”Sharon replied, “It sure does. No wonder Mommy and Daddy do it so often. Mommy does it with other guys too.”I asked, “Really?”Sharon said, “Oh yes. Sometimes on weekends they will invite other couples over and then swap partners for sex. The guy fucks Mommy and Daddy fucks the other guy’s wife. Sometimes both guys fuck Mommy at the same time. One gets her pussy and the other one gets her butt hole. She goes ballistic when she gets double penetrated like. . take my computer over to your place... 'cause ... I kinda ... need to work on some term papers ... and uh ... you know ... Shannon's been giving me shit ... and I gotta concentrate ... and you know ... Shannon ... I can't concentrate with her..." You want to keep your computer in my room?"Ruthie blushed and nodded. Mike thought about what her request meant. Another imposition, but it also was another sign that she was serious about being with him. He was hugely relieved that his suspicion.