Dwayne had no problem seeing I wasn’t wearing a bra. I quickly knew he was more interested in checking me out then selling me a vacuum.Feeling naug...ty about the whole thing, I couldn’t resist moving forward to see something and letting my leg part slightly. . Well needless to say my action wasn’t lost on him. Dwayne noticed it right away, but tried to act like he wasn't looking. I was having such a good time that I flash him a couple of time.Then Dwayne went on to tell me about a connection to. However, it wasn’t Marcus in the kitchen. Instead it was Marcus’ mother who was sorting the empties and the dirty crockery. Chris froze. She glanced back to him “Hello, Chris. I see you boys had fun last night.”Shit. This wasn’t supposed to happen. “M-Mrs Parker. Hi. Yes. We did. Sorry”. “Hmm.” Mrs Parker finished up what she was doing, and pulled herself up to sit on the counter facing him. “Don’t worry. I kind of expected something like this. Boys will be boys, as they say”. Mrs Parker. The light rain rinsed away his mess, warmed her.The door opened."I'll see you at lunch," he said.It closed.She curled to one side, and lay there long after he had gone. She didn't weep. She was through crying; she had sworn.She tried to forget what had happened.Impossible.She tried to at least stop it from looping through her mind.Nothing. She could still feel his gaze, still feel his semen covering her body, still-She lurched to the drain, her stomach heaving. The vomit disappeared as fast as. I was hoping he’d knock the shit out of me...”“So he’d get beat?”“Yep. Sometimes you do the beatin’, sometimes that pleasure belongs to others. Most important part is that the beatin’ gets done. At that we failed.”“Fight’s not over yet,” Margo murmured, kissing his cheek.“God, I so wish it was...”Harry took her hand and returned to his seat.“Okay, I figure to show up at the office about 9:30 tomorrow morning, will be through by 11:30 at the latest. That work for everyone?”“You know my feelings.