”“No worries. I’m going to need you to take off your pants now.” He sat down on a stool next to be and waited.“Um, okay.” I took my sho...s off and placed them to the side. I then undid my belt and let my jeans slide down before kicking them off. My erection stood out obviously as a thick snake running down my left leg in my tightish boxers. His grin seemed to indicate that he was up to something, so not to be outdone, I decided to make the next move and lifted my t-shirt off my head and. He wanted to punch the bottle in my face but i read him like a book. I dodged his attack and punched him in the liver very hard. He collapsed on the ground snatching for air. I picked up Manda put her arm around me and helped her walking to my bike. I called my father to pick us up. Before Manda entered the car I told my dad to not ask her what happened. I would explain everything to him when I would've got the time. Manda was trying to hold back her cries in the back of her car. I decided to. ."It was Dorothy's birthday, and the whole extended care facility wasbuzzing with anticipation.In the year or so since she arrived at the facility due to losing hermobility, she had become a favorite to nurses, aides, and residentsalike. Not many people were immune to her smile, her tendency to huganyone willing to take one, her infectious laugh, or the way she adoptedthe people around her into her family, making everyone who wanted to beinto a son or daughter.Her daughter Samantha and her. Mrs. Schmidt's eyes filled up with pure loathing. She glanced furiously at her husband, who just sat there with a smug look on his face. So that's it, she thought to herself, no support, huh? Fine, I'll take her on myself if you're not going to help me out. She stood up."Just who the hell do you think you are? You don't talk like that to me! This is my house and you'll start showing me some respect, young lady!" Then don't be sayin' stupid shit to piss me off, Mrs. Schmidt! Like I ain't seen.