Linda be in her room, writing, and I would go to bed and fall asleep. One night, I woke up to use the bathroom. I walked by Linda’s room, her door w...s closed. I pee’d and started to head back to the bedroom. I heard Linda talking to someone, I looked at the time, it was like 1:30am. I know it wasn’t any of her family, they should be in bed. I heard moaning coming from her room as well. I heard Linda saying, Yeah, fuck me, yeah, fuck me baby. My dick got hard, but I was wondering who she was. Neither Kalena nor I won more than two consecutive flash cards in the first nineteen card battles. With only six cards left in Mrs. B-Stead’s hands, Kalena had a ten-nine lead. I won the next two battles with the guys hollering and the girls’ challenging Mrs. Bumstead’s awarding that second card to me.“Stop, stop, Mike won that one!” Kalena said as she backhanded my right arm.I nipped my petite blonde friend on the next card to claim a 12-10 lead in the race to thirteen cards as the guys. The annoying sting had returned to her side and she was breathing heavily through her mouth in deep, ragged gasps.The clapping of her sandals on the walkway was of great concern to her. If the old geezer beat her to a door, then the sound of her loud footwear would broadcast her position to him. Jasmine stopped and put the plants down. Carefully sliding the burlap from beneath the plants, she folded it twice, slimy side in, and placed it with the money in her purse. Then, the wheezing woman. ”“Less powerful, I’d imagine, though.”“We think you’ll lose more range than power. That’s what we’re gonna test today. See if it can still breach armor.”Receiving the weapon, I took a small, paper pouch that’d be used to reload. Walking to the armor, I then took ten paces. My heart thundered in my chest as I pulled the hammer back. My whole world focused on the armor. I breathed in, I saw the evil bitch who had been my abusive mistress before me. As I exhaled I squeezed the trigger. My arm was.