‘Damn it why would they have gone after Sindie? Why now? They couldn’t possibly be planning what I think they are planning.’ she was rambling th...ngs off like that since we got in the car. ‘Who are ‘they’ and why were ‘they’ gone when you got to my place?’ I asked her. ‘Sindie there is something that you need to know about me that may upset you or even frighten you. I was planning on telling you at a later time but I don’t have much of a choice now. Not if you are to understand the things that. Tonight is movie night, and you and your mother order a pizza as you prepare to watch your favorite movie.Your mother has always been playful around you, sometimes it could be misconstrued as flirting. She sometimes shakes her ass at you playfully, her well formed rear jiggling enticingly in front of you. You when she shakes her bum at you, you usually encourage her by giving her ass a nice firm slap which makes her giggle.On this particular night you have ordered the pizza and the movie is. Homer called out an order, "REMEMBER TO SHOOT AT THE HORSES, NOT AT THE MEN!"This charge was not something that the riders would want to go into the history books, if they knew what those things were. The organization for this charge was really ragged. It was almost as if it was every rider for himself. The defenders held their fire until the charging riders were very close, then they laid down a murderous fire, all aimed at the horses. This seemed to increase the ire of the charging horsemen,. As I got to the door I felt a hand on my arm, I felt the coldness, the harshness of the grip. I smelt the whisky, I was back on the floor being raped by a dead weight that I could not seem to shift. I screamed and I lashed out, never again was I going to be raped. I was held more tightly, more hands on my body, forcing me to be still. This time tears came, through my panic I knew if I was raped, I would probably lose the baby. Defeated, I stopped fighting, I cried to myself and felt the hands.