I got out of the car and grabbed her bag for her,which was really light.She met me at the door and i unlocked the it.I sat her bags down by the couch ...nd gave her a quick tour of the house which ended by the upstairs bathroom."I would guess you would wanna get out of those wet clothes,my daughter left some of her stuff here that you can change into."She smiled and went into the bathroom and began running the water.I went downstairs into my daughters old room and picked out a plain pair of. Now speaking through sniffles Chayne thanks Carly for picking up the phone and apologizes for having such a tragic life. She says her goodbyes, sets her phone down and pulls down the sun visor in her car. Chayne is obsessed with her looks and reapplies her makeup several times a day. She uses so much make up she should have stock in Mac. The tears have smeared her perfectly applied make up and left a trail of black mascara down her cheek. Her eyes are blood shot and swollen from crying and her. I walked around the bar to see the look on her face. Her mouth was hanging open her eyes were closed she had saliva dripping down her chin from her screaming. “Becky how deep is he.” I asked her “deep” she said in a raspy voice“how deep” “ he is in my womb”“do you like it Becky” I asked she only moaned “Answer me bitch” I yelled at her“Yes I love it Paul” she yelledI smacked her across the cheek again she looked at me tears beginning to roll down her reddened cheeks. “A bitch does not yell at. "Ok you girls look great now, now get your asses downstairs!" But what about our clothes?" "Shut up asshole, your wearing clothes moresuitable for sissies." All 4 of us walked downstairs with the officerleading the way. "Ok girls you wait right here while I get the car." Theofficer left the house and we waited for her to return. "Karen where areour clothes at, we can't leave the house dressed as girls!" Will you shut up sissy, you deserve everything your getting and if youtell anyone about this.