Looking at her angry husband with concern in her eyes....he had never said anything like that before about her cooking....even if it was bad. Patrick ...takes his napkin and spits the food in his mouth into it before throwing it down on his plate and standing up. "Hunny where are you going?" She asks him as he just keeps walking and he just responds back with " the basement"She walks over to her son as he is grabbing his bookbag for his first day at his new school. He looks exhausted as did she,. . well, normal.The Weather Channel was covering just that very thing and from the size of the coverage on the Doppler radar, it didn't look like it would stop before morning. I sighed. Being back at home was bad enough, but being stuck in the house was worse. The memories made me want to break out the shovel and make sure there would be an escape path if needed, but there were too many things going on that had to be resolved. At the moment, I was hoping Mom would answer some of my questions. But you're doing tomorrow night’s dishes, too.”She had a smile on her face and took no time to consider it. “Okay.” Now smirking. I stared at her with an off gaze, but quickly looked up to signal my blinker so we could pull into the parking lot. Ani raced into the store and down an aisle, disappearing behind a corner. I must’ve been gone for five or ten minutes looking through every aisle for hair ties and Ani too. I didn’t want to upset my sister after making a promise. Dad taught me to be a. "Why don't you join the fun," said a voice behind her.She turned and saw Carol's husband, Dale, walk up to her and sit down beside her.He also was completely, nude. She looked down and saw his long, thick cock standing erect."I want you to suck my cock," said Dale. He was a dark-haired young man, with a heavy mustache. He took her by the arm and pulled her off the couch and onto the fl6or, between his legs.Jenny took one last look at her husband, who was still busy on the floor with the three.