Her mother stared down at them, stunned. ‘What the hell is this for?’ ‘Payment for services rendered. Thanks for the farewell fuck, Marcheline, ...t was good, as always. Don’t try to contact me,’ he said dismissively and walked toward the door. French knew she didn’t have time to make it back to her room, so she ducked into the bathroom and hid behind the shower curtain to avoid being seen. Marcheline had gotten angry then. She hurled accusations and invective at him as she chased him down the. As things opened up even more our crossing point became more internal , he began leaving his fist further in as i came to pass him and with a bit of work and some dedication i managed to squeeze my full hand past his to show my ass stretched around 2 wrists...i didnt wanna move for a few seconds so enjoyed the event while i could ...my first double fist .. first record broken ... by now i had dropped to my knees , ass up in the air , him behind me.. he withdrew his hand quickly and then. Even at home, you mostly keep it hidden.”“Except when I’m fighting with Tara.”“Except then! Tara can be feisty too.”“I think we got it from Mum, like it’s our inheritance. And she got it from Nana. We’re all feisty women.” I love the way that word sounds. You can roll it around the inside of your mouth and it comes out sounding even feistier!“Yup! Lucky for Dad and me that we both have thick skins.”We both kind of laughed quietly to each other.I leaned in a bit closer. “You know that thing we. ” "I have shit to do as well; you really think I want to sit here with you and your smart ass remarks? I also don’t appreciate you talking about my size.” “Dude, I don’t give a fuck. Why don’t you carry your ass somewhere go eat a pie. Or some shit.” “Do you want to know just how big I am?" He grabs my neck and picks me up a slamming me against the wall. "I have a very bad temper and you have just angered it. I asked you not to say anything about my size. So I’m going to teach you what I do.