He gave her a hard slap on both ass cheeks. "My good girl" he praised, gently grabbing a handful of hair and coaxing her to her feet. He headed into t...e living room and sat down on the couch. He picked up the remote and turned on the tv.She followed, kneeling between his legs. She reached up and undid his belt and pants. She pulled his member free from his clothing and gently sucked him into her mouth. She nuzzled to his leg as she sucked, her body relaxed, and soon he was relaxing as well. He. "And we -- " Melissa laughed with delight.Claire pulled the car into a parking space in front of a small bungalow. "My God," she said softly. "Even a picket fence in front." Then, after a pause, "Honey, we're home."Melissa pecked Claire gently on the cheek. "This will take a lot of getting used to, but with each other's support I'm sure we'll be able to do it. We also have to find out about who we are now. We didn't just become Melissa and Claire; we became people who already existed. Maybe it. I even had newspapers delivered from Washington, New York City and Philadelphia.While the news in those papers was slightly dated and reflected the bias of that particular paper, for the most part, they agreed with our paper on the seriousness of the current situation. There were days when the news made me wish I hadn’t financed the telegraph into Nebraska. That way, I wouldn’t hear the bad news so soon.Every day, several people asked me what we would do if there were a war. I told them it. She still had the beer bottle. The guy in the back had his hands on her, though Brent couldn't tell where from this angle.Brent relaxed and took a gulp of beer. "Feel her up good guys," not even hearing his own voice above the music. A third guy joined the circle; one from last night, the one who held her underwater. "Act like you don't recognize him, Amanda." Her beer bottle disappeared. The guy behind her now had both of her wrists, holding them out from her waist. From the angle of their.