That night, when Scott got back from his last night of work, we had a celebration of sorts. I drank to my new freedom and Scott drank to steal his ne...ves for heading off to basic. Dad joined us late in the game and soon we were all drunk and dad told Scott to show me what it was that he worked on.Scott had learned how to fix medical equipment and a lot of the things that the insurance company would not pay to repair, Scott had brought home and fixed. One of his prizes was a breast pump. She left first, unlocking the door. I walked a few seconds after, walking past a very cute young blonde, wearing a low cut sweater and a short denim skirt. She met my eyes and smiled widely as we passed. She knew what was up. I almost asked her to join us. I bet she would have. My girlfriend was walking several paces ahead of me, her ass wet with cum, her hair dishevled, her skirt hiked up and fishnets ripped, her nipples hard, and that just fucked expression on her face. Men were staring in. Ihate getting up and going to work every day. I would love to just beable to stay home and take good care of you and our home. That soundsso good to me. Thank you for thinking of it, and for being sosuccessful in your career that I can afford to stop working."Sharon leaned over and kissed me on my lips. Our tongues intertwined.A couple at another table started to stare and whisper. I guess theythought we were a couple of lesbians out on a date. I suppose in a waywe are lesbians now; two. Then the Fellowship Hall and offices went down as if on cue as more explosions were heard. Then the roof of the Chapel also caved in. ‘All teams, report!’ yelled Cindy into the radio. ‘Report!’ ‘Team 1, accounted for.’…. ‘Team 3, accounted for.’… ‘Team 2… accounted for.’ Then silence. ‘Team 4, report! Team Four!’ yelled Cindy. Finally, she heard the radio answer as the final team came around the rubble of the Sanctuary, one man being helped. ‘Team 4, accounted for. One injury.’ The Police and.