“Y’know, I wouldn’t even be fuckin’ surprised if no one actually believes I did it. But they all are so fuckin’ worried about losing their o...n reputations. If life were a shitty little high school movie I wouldn’t be worried because some freshman bitty with a crush on me would make a petition or a hashtag or whatever. ‘I believe in Phil Love.’ It’s not gonna fuckin’ end that way, man. It’s just not. I haven’t even gotten like half of my college applications back yet. They’re just gonna be. You're probably aware of EMP technology, the electro-magnetic pulse effect that was discovered by your military during nuclear weapons testing. We employ EMP technology as either a focused, localized tool or as a wide-area defensive barrier. We can stop a single tank, or a squadron of tanks or an on-coming wave of armored personnel carriers. As you know, an EMP will destroy electrical and electronic systems," Michael said."It is common practice for modern military units to employ EMP-shielded. “We’ve got volunteers.”“At the moment, she’s not a widow and she’s only got two children,” Judge Jack said.“Just look at her. Have you ever seen anyone look so miserable in your entire life?” Liam said.He gestured theatrically at Sean’s mother. She was wearing a battered grey dress with a shawl draped around her shoulders. Black teardrops were drawn just below her eyes. She was bent over doing her best to look miserable.Judge Jack said, “My daughter’s Halloween costume was better than. Right there, in the doorway of my childhood room they fucked like rutting animals. The view before me kept me mesmerized. I was welded to their bodies, unable to look away. They knew I was watching them. Naked on my bed, a longneck beer bottle stuffed in my pussy, I couldn't move. Finally my mother looked up and saw me gazing transfixed at them. "Yes Marsha, your dads cock feels good." Oh My God! Mom was telling me things I never wanted to know, but this night had seen once, and now was seeing.