. did Mom kick your butt?? The woman asked me. ?Yes,? I replied sheepishly, and that elicited more laughter from the three of them. Mommy continued to... chat with them for another 20 minutes while we stood in the parking lot and me holding her bag.Once inside, Mommy went to go take a shower and I couldn’t help myself. I was a bundle of nerves and snuck into the master bedroom while she was showering. The door to the master bathroom was closed while Mommy showered, and I hunted down the tennis. “This is intense.”The lights in the room dimmed. We could see the image of a projectile vanish to the right as the simulator continued the exercise.“That’s number two. Let’s get three loaded,” Robert said. “Isaac, calm down and take your time.”“No new problems,” Leonard said.Robert looked down and cursed. “We missed. AI, how much deflection did we get on that shot?”“Last projectile loaded. It’s centered to five millimeters,” Isaac said.“Coils have charged. We will need five minutes after this. “Hey,” he said hesitantly. “Hey,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. He turned away, for a second too long.“Here, have some water.”He is avoiding me, she thought to herself.“I got some breakfast for you after you first woke up. But by the time I got it ready, you were dead again,” she heard her husband say, his back still facing her. He headed towards the door.“Dear,” her weak voice cried out.He stopped. “Yes?” he said cheerfully.“Stop pretending as if everything is okay,” The steel in her voice. They were very drunk and rowdy, fucking and coming in Laurel, and pulling on her tits as she sobbed in pain and humiliation. Someone noticed Laurel crying and said, Aw, you guys made the slut cry. Ill give the bitch something to cry about. Most of the men in the room started cheering as he picked Laurel up off the floor by her hair and slapped her hard across her face, so hard that she fell down, heavy tits swinging. He next grabbed both of her tits and pulled her up as she screamed in pain. He.