In this moment Ellen caught the full brunt of Sylvia's contemptuous wrath, and the pain tingling through her scalp was nothing compared to the force o...f sadistic glee sparkling in the gang girl's eyes."Ya know what I'm going to do to ya, honey," Sylvia said, not releasing her tight grip on Ellen's hair. "I'm gonna make you feel real funny, like I'm gonna cut you up tit by tit, but that'll come after we have some other entertainment." Oh please! God! Leave me alone!" Ellen pleaded, the tears. My mother was almost thirty-three years old at the time. She really was a very good-looking woman. Some of her girlfriends were just as good looking as she was and some of them were even better looking. Our house seemed to be the place that they all came to gather. I had known all of her girl friends since I was a little kid.Between my mother and her girlfriends they dated a lot of guys. Sometimes they even marry one of the guys. However a few years later they would always get divorced. Over. I’d packed my filthiest lingerie hoping to rekindle the spark of lust in my husband.We dressed and went down to dinner with the rest of the guests. My Husband was wearing a Black Dinner suit, white frilled shirt and black bow tie.I desperately wanted to be a trophy wife that weekend to be shown off as a major prize and dressed the part.I was wearing a full length Black wet look evening dress. This thing clung to me like a second skin.It had thin straps at the top, which did their best to. Both young womenagreed they would order a pizza and see what developed. Jimmy came into the room and Susan told him sit and be quiet whileshe talked with her friend and waited for the pizza man. The doorbell rangand Susan told her nephew to go to his bedroom. Susan answered door and anerdy looking college aged young man with a pizza stood there. Susan fumbledfor money and with the pretense of not being able to find any invited theyoung man in. Denise and Susan flirted outrageously.