He grabbed a milking stool and caved in the skull of the woman on top of Stephanie. The boy then found his hands full of a crazy bitch with a blunt ob...ject intending to do him harm.He defended himself by grabbing the pitcher. A fully grown woman is a good match for most thirteen year old boys, especially when she is a psychopath, and has been riding with bad men.Stephanie was on her feet as soon as she could untangle herself from the dead woman on top of her. She pulled her dagger, grabbed. She shaved her pubis and she put on a garter and stockings and matching pushup bra. She walked in front of me full dressed like a real whore and bent over to show me she would not wear any panties that night.That evening I drove out to Lukas's place. Most of his guests at the party were black men, just a few white couples being there. After the party went down and most of the people left the place, Lukas came up to me and told that he was ready to fuck all night long with my wife and that she. She fully understood and damn well agreed with the reasons my wife had for leaving me.Yet Connie did like me as long as she didn't have to live with me. We were best buds. Truthfully my ex liked me too, she just couldn't stand to live with me. We were still good friends thankfully, so I had a lot of time with my daughter and son.So Carl and Connie sat and talked, for months apparently, until Carl took me out for that beer last Saturday. He asked me to impregnate his wife!Luckily for me he was. She knew he was about to send some dopey epithet her way. She glanced away, inwardly bracing for the inane, yet hurtful remark."Interesting party, huh?" he said with a slight smile. Agatha looked at him, surprise evident on her face. "Lars and Bree broke up because she wouldn't stop bitching about you after what happened."Agatha just raised an eyebrow, uncertain if this was the beginning of some elaborate prank the jocks were playing on her. The Jock laughed and continued, "Seriously, Lars.