I’m going to beat you senseless, and make you watch while I beat this bitch senseless, too,” he boasted.“You did a piss poor job of beating me s...enseless Friday night,” I taunted.“I was drunk, and you caught me by surprise,” he shouted as he shoved Laura roughly to the floor and stood up. Once his attention was all on me, Laura crawled over and began untying my mom.“Drunk or sober, you’re just a bully who can only beat up women. You can’t even beat up a fifteen-year-old boy,” I goaded. He. If I went any further she was bound to awaken andall hell would break loose. There would be no explaining a hand under herskirt. As if in a trance, I ignored all reason, my pinky pressed intoher stocking just firmly enough to slide under the edge of her dress. Iresumed my cautious advance. At last I arrived at the top of the stockingand my fingers identified the clip of a garter belt. My fingertips werenow grazing smooth, naked skin. The heat seemed to increase and I was forcedto pause as my. ‘Who are you?’ he asked. Once in the light she could see that he wasn’t nervous, merely curious and she thought extremely self-assured. ‘Give me your gun’ she said, keeping her tone neutral. There was a slight widening of his eyes, as if he was shocked that she knew he had one. He handed her his gun from behind his belt and she proceeded to stick it behind hers, ‘Who I might be is not important, what is important is that you will be dead within five seconds if I don’t learn who you are.’ She. Even offered to pay for the paint myself. But I keep getting told no," I said before she got a chance. She shook her head. "Well, I will have to call them myself," she said, storming back inside. I followed behind, making sure to lock the door. "What is the dress code?" she asked. Even before the door was locked entirely, I stated the dress code to her. "Well, that's not what she is wearing," she said, pointing over to one of the quality check personnel. I turned my back to the lady and looked.