She retrieved her S&W, and after reloading, Booker went into hiding. A two-gun cowgirl was my Chastity.I stood just inside our room and called “Serg...ant of the guard! Intruder alert. Two deaders. Do not, I repeat, do not enter. Intruders are wearing tactical gear. Secure the perimeter and get a chopper airborne to check the roof and surroundings. Deadly force is authorized but tell the guards not to shoot each other. Looks like they want to kidnap me.”I peeked into the hall and saw a panty-clad. Ok maybe I won't go home but I'm sick of Rick seeing me as a kid that needs to be protected from the big bad world. I wish I could tell him about my life back in London. Just to prove to him that I know about the ugly side of life. Watching my mother whore herself out to the whole city, losing my best friend. If he knew all that maybe he'd get it in his head that I'm not some dumb kid. At that moment Holly walks in and sits on the bed beside me. She takes my hand and waits for me to talk. We. With the two of us alone Travis didn't let up, he kept talking about Jess and her "huge tits" and "big fat ass". As much as I hated him talking about my wife that way, any time I tried to not so subtly change the subject he wasn't having any of it."I bet you bend her over and fuck that slut all the time," he said, miming a humping motion and pretending to grip the sides of my wife's theoretical ass in front of him. "Oh yes Daddy, fuck my fat ass with your big cock," he mocked, using a high. Her auburn hair was flowing over her shoulders and into her cleavage. She wore loose shorts and white knee socks with bands that matched ribbons in her hair. Her head moved back and forth, as she started looking for Dad. She seemed disappointed not seeing him any more. Distractedly she reached and opened the lunchbox on the bench next to her, turning slightly enhancing Dad's side view.Dad stepped around the edge of the bushes into the grotto and sat down. Her back was to him but she must have.