When she returned her clothes were always disheveled, her makeup smeared and the sweet scent of her perfume replaced with the heavy stench of alcohol....She never said much to the girls; she just staggered to her bedroom and closed the door. They didn't see her again until noon on Sunday.It had been this way ever since their father had walked out on them, leaving Theresa to support and care for Karen and her thirteen- year-old sister Rebecca. Karen knew that her mother well deserved time for. For the first two innings, she obsessed about divisional standings, why the lineup wasn’t the same as usual, how she would fix the bullpen problems. Thor let her do the talking. That was fine with him. Conversations were like obstacle courses for him. The words were in his mind, but somehow they always seemed to jumble up before he could say them. Stacy spoke in pages, him in short sentences. She didn’t seem to mind that he didn’t answer too much, and he just liked the sound of her voice. It. I reached down and closing my fingers around my rock hard shaft started playing with my hardening member. I couldn’t help myself as I stared at Stacey and imagined although she was totally unaware, of being mentally ridden by the builders from the opposite house! What dirty disgusting thoughts were going through their heads I thought to myself. Were they imagining fucking her delightfully tight young pussy into it was sore, or forcing themselves upon her in an act of defiance against her. You're a poor excuse for a man. Maybe someday you can hold down your future wife so your buddy here can fuck her."I know he was stunned by the slap and by my words. Maybe it gave him something to think about. I grabbed my clothes and ran out of the room and outside the door in front of everyone. When I got outside I got dressed and cried. I wasn't going to give them the satisfaction of knowing how much they hurt me.It was a long walk back to my dorm room but I didn't care. I was glad to just be.