”She turned to glare at the intruders, then continued to explain, “I told them to sit or I would bitch slap them until their necks looked like egr...ts. They didn’t get the egret reference, but ‘bitch slap’ translated nicely.”She looked up and told Galahad to activate her spouses’ implants for Cassandran languages. Pēteris immediately understood the words that resumed flying, but the combinations were so intermixed and incoherent that they conveyed no real meaning. Clearly, these women were some. I was hurt both physically and mentally. My cheek reddened with my son’s hard slap. But mother inside me cried thinking such a hard slap on my cheek indeed induced pain in my baby boy’s palm. Ignoring my own pain and shame I took my son’s hand in my hand, kissed it asked-“‘Beta’ Lagi to Nahi”? (Son you get hurt?). Diary, hearing this from his sympathetic mother, my son shows false pain. He said- “Ma I get hurt. Oh ma why did you slap me? I did it because of Newton’s 3rd law. It was not my. " I was feeling a little tipsy and let that innuendo hang there.Conor took the ball and ran with it. "You really do not look anything like my mother!" I'm told I'm a MILF!" "Yeah, you are... But are you a cougar?" he was really laying it on with that line! Leaning close to me with a naughty look in his eyes. I found his confidence so sexy!"What's the difference?" I asked playing dumb."Well... Cougars... They like younger men." His confidence was running pretty high.I thought about how I would. The more they discussed it, the more aroused they got. The girls went back to Natalie’s house. Natalie lived just 2 blocks from Ann, so she said she would go drop by for a visit and report back on what she saw to the other girls. Kelly and Belinda started making calls to their friends to let them in on the gossip, but Susan said she would wait to hear back from Natalie’s visit before saying anything. As it turned out, it was the best choice made.Natalie walked over to see Ann around 8 PM. .