Hitting mom and sometimes really hurting her. She always tried to hide these things from me. Their love life seemed to fade as well.After one particul...rly heavy drinking night, dad really hit her across the face. Seemingly for no reason.I had been in my room as usual. I heard the commotion and then mom running into their room next to mine. I imagined she was laying face down on her bed crying, as I heard the moans.I went down to try talking with dad but then he hit me too. He was BIG. I mean. Her voice was thin, brittle, reflecting her agony. Jeremy started to pull back, and then hesitated. ‘Get off of me bastard.’ Jennifer said with more force, tears running down from the corners of her eyes. Jeremy stared into her eyes, and began to thrust into her again. ‘I fucked her this afternoon, I didn’t even clean my cock before fucking you bitch.’ Jennifer stared at him horrified. ‘Jeremy, stop. Stop right now. NO Jeremy, NO.’ She said trying to scream, pulling on the ropes with all her. ”“I would like to go with you if you don’t mind.”“Not at all. Gail, I hoped you would be interested. I don’t think you went while in your old living situation.”“Actually, I hadn’t attended since just before marrying Carl. I had been irregular before that but, after the divorce, well, divorced women are not welcome in some Baptist churches. At least, that’s true at the one where I grew up. I never tried around here. I just didn’t go at all. None of my roommates did either.”“The Methodists will. "In her bedroom, I think!" she replied.I walked into Eleanor's bedroom, just as she was bending over looking in a bottom drawer. Whack! I slapped her arse, she jumped."What was that for?" she enquired."For telling those two my nick name!" I replied. "I thought we were going out?" I added."We are, aren't we, only later?" she replied."You know you're going to have to pay for telling them my nick name without my consent?" I warned her."OH dear, what will I have to do?" she quizzed."I know you.