Josh stares at him and then looks around at what he can only describe as crap surroundings. He's in a smaller room that looks to be in an old warehous.... Forgive me for my rudeness but does one of you wanna tell me where the fuck I am or wait! Even better, tell me why my fuckin wife just tried to kill me!? Joshs face turns red. Alona frowns and looks at the others, ushering for them to step out. She then points at a chair as the others leave the room and close the door. Please....you'll wanna. "I'll set up the barbeque whenever you need me to" I told my mom"Let me ask if your brother is hungry yet" she said"Yup he is starting to, he said he would help" she saidI went out and got it all set up. We all sat outside since it was a nice summer day, not too hot or humid. I made the food and we all ate as a family, kind of nice. After cleaning up my mom motioned me over towards her."I need to talk to you about something later" she saidShe went upstairs to lay down she said while I finished. I sure can’t and I won’t go back to the way things were. Not now.”Lisa tried to sit up, but ended up leaning over slightly. If only those animals had used some lube and not tried to pull her tits off. She cupped her right breast in both hands, raising it slightly. So many bruises.She looked at her husband who was looking at her very sad. She tried to laugh but it hurt too much, “Damn, my butthole and my boobs are sore.”“I can get you some ibuprofen. If you think that will help?”“Sure.”Lisa had. A few spots on my face, being 18 I know its normal, I hate them anyway. I flex, he-man pose, observing my muscles, making myself chuckle, spotting my dimples, and stop smiling. I cant stand them either, always being told Oh Smithy, your dimples are so cute!! oh shut up aunt, theyre not! I flick my hair again, grab my bag and run downstairs BYE MUM IM OFF BUS IS HERE SPEAK TO YOU LATER, grab a bit of toast and rush out the door. I walk down the pathway, seeing the bus on the way I walk quicker.