.." YES, YOU ARE! Don't contradict me!" With that she slaps my belly makingit rebound and leaving a red hand print. Going to a cabinet, she returnswit... a narrow roll of medical tape. Pulling off a 6 inch piece, shesecures one end on the underside of my nose. Lifting the other end up,pulling my nose with it, she tapes it to my forehead. "There you go, apiggy snout to match a sow's belly. All it needs now is a ring throughthe septum to complete the look. Maybe later, if you?re good,". But then again I was a momma’s boy so I guess I can’t complain too much.’ ‘A momma’s boy that shot your own brother?’ ‘Would you rather I have let him rape you in front of your husband? I’m sure that you wouldn’t want him to see that and have that as his last memory of you. Now would you?’ ‘No. I suppose not but he was your brother.’ ‘Who shot me too don’t forget that shit.’ ‘Life’s a bitch then you die.’ I snapped. Sam glared at me for a few seconds and then laughed. He shook his head and. "I, um, want to apologize for yesterday, John. I said some things that weren't very nice. I hope you'll still be my friend." Well," I pretended to think about it. "I guess it would be okay," I said with a grin."Oh, you." She threw a french fry at me."Besides which I'm probably not the person you should apologize to." Don't push it, John." Why not?"Missy thought for a moment. "You gave me a lot to think about yesterday. I'm still not sure how I feel about some of it."I smiled and changed the. I knew it was Mark’s hand, but I decided to ignore it and act as if nothing happened, then he felt my leg over my knee pressing his hand stronger, then started moving it slowly upward over my inner thigh, I kept self-control without saying or doing anything, which he might have taken it as an approval from me to what he was doing under the table, which was true in a way.The only thing I could say about his act was that it was kind of turning me on, making my pussy misty and somehow wet, my only.