”“Be sure you check it out so everyone knows you have it,” Abby admonished.“Yes, ma’am,” Chanelle replied as she turned to leave.I shook m... head and turned back to Abby. “She’s a great kid. What’s she studying?”“Physics. And she’s good at it.”“How are her grades?”“I haven’t set up a grading system; I’m still working on a curriculum.”“Oh, okay.” I left the conversation at that, and we went back to talking about her pregnancy. Then, we went to bed and practiced the conception process for the next. She had gotten one hand free and slapped him soundly across his face….SLAPPP!!! ‘HOW DARE YOU TED BAXTER. ON MY WEDDING NIGHT! THIS IS NOT FUNNY!’ I saw Ted frown and slap her sharply on her ass. Her attitude changed quickly. He picked her up and threw her off the bed. He stood over her and undid his pants and pushed them down. She lay on the carpet in an abused heap. She looked like she was sobbing. ‘Now is that any way for a girl to act on her wedding night, `honey-y-y’? Now put your mouth. “Um… I don’t think so…” Katie started to say, but was interrupted by my hand covering her mouth. “We would love you to join us,” I said with a smile. Katie looked at me from behind my hand with a sort of surprised and disgusted look. I pulled my hand away from Katies mouth and put it on her leg. “James, can I talk to you?” Katie said as she pulled me from the bed and across the room. Lowering her voice to a whisper, she said, “James, I don’t want her to join us!” “Why not?” I. Allen smiled at the way the knee length skirt looked over his legsbefore grimacing at how strange it appeared over his black, cotton socksthat went up to his calves. After straightening out the skirt, Allentook off his jacket and shirt. He shook his head at his tan lines againand was thankful that the girls could not see him at that moment as heknew how much further abuse he would take over the lines. Allen thenslipped his arms through the pale blue, blouse's three quarter sleeveswhile he.