.."She was cut off suddenly by a loud rumbling, like an earthquake, but there are no earthquakes here...EVER. Whatever it was, it came from over the h...lls."Oh well," she thought, "guess it's nothing." And resumed watching the movie, slowly dozing off.Claire was awakened suddenly by a loud banging at her door.What the..."Who's there?" she asked.There was an answer amidst the banging, but it wasn't any language Claire understood, definitely strange considering her military service as an overseas. I realized, however, that it was Abby, and not Gabby in my arms. My cheeks turned a deep shade of red in my embarrassment. Abby looked up at me, not angry or embarrassed, but just sad. I held her in my arms to console her. Her emotions from the past day caught up with her, and she started bawling. I held her close, her head on my shoulder. I gently caressed her back, hoping she would stop crying. Her tears were like little daggers in my heart. She looked up at me, the crying over, but the tears. The door creaked open and I saw my mom's face, still flustered, poke through the door. Next I saw a wad of cash in her hand. She opened the door fully and walked inside."Found it in my other jacket. Oh, Mike! I'm so sorry!" she started to well up as she sat on the bed next to me."I've been such a bitch to you. I can't believe what's happening to me. A shitty job, a fucking asshole husband who leaves me for his secretary." she started to sob. I put my arm around her and tried to console her."No. We always in dirty forplays and lot of dirty talks all kinds soft, medium and hard. One day we went window shopping and met one of my better half male office colleague with his wife. My God! Gosh she was slut written all over the body huge Melons, big overflowing bump, tall with a 5ft 10 male looking like a small thing in front of her. My eyes sparkled and it was set on her melons all the time sometime her husband giving me a rude stare back. But I was on and on and my “little jonny” started.