An unwanted and terrible flashback pounces and I suddenly think of my father who spat the same brand onto my face and spanked me with beer bottles. My...eyes are closed as I try to guard them from the brown goo that begins to slide over my brow onto my eyelids. The car door slams but I don’t dare to open my eyes. The blinding burn of the tobacco will only hinder my escape if escape is even possible. The hinges of the passenger door croak and the rush of summer air hits me. Tightly gripping my. . But I never could see how anybody could go through life having sex with only one person." And when I asked how many he had been with, he replied, "Five or six. .... no, hehe, eight if you count the party at Barry's house." "Ryan was only the third man I ever had sex with," I admitted."It was awesome watching you get screwed, hehe." I suppose you wanted to join in," I teased, but I realized this may not have been the smartest thing to say."Every boy who has a mother as hot as you wants to fuck. I brought mother her favorite coffee and found that she was already awake and getting ready for work. I put the coffee down and asked her where she thinks she’s going. “For your information young man I’m going to a place called my job, where I work and get money to provide for you munchkins” She said challengingly in response to my tone. “I think you should skip today mom, a lot happened yesterday and I think you need to be taken care of. I’m gonna stay home today and cater to you and. "Sydne asked in puzzlement, "Russian?"I nodded. "Many Russian Spetsnaz special forces veterans are in the mercenary job market for operations just like this one."Cerise nodded in understanding as she said, "We will inform the students. Your secret is safe with us."I said quietly, "Thank you. I'm sorry as hell for the damage to your school. We've made a fucking mess of your campus and destroyed personal property. I'd like to believe it couldn't be helped. Anyway it's my plan being executed out.