I'd hear her screaming every other day or night, projecting all the usual uppercase, extended vowels, regardless if she were alone or with some guy wh...o had talked his way upstairs into her bedroom. (I slept in the living room.) If a man could speak an intelligible sentence she'd spread her legs, which is not as welcoming as it sounds. It kept away a lot of drunks. My mom is more innocent than angels and more fucked than Satan's bride.Yes, yes, I digress and digress again. Get use to it. For. " It'll be fun. I'm expecting to hear lots of funny stories. I'm sure Mom and Felicity will be getting together with Katie behind our backs too. We'll make sure your parents are happy with your decision, Ava. We know that's very important to you. -- "Can I suggest your parents extend their invitation to Carol too. The four of us will be together more often than not, so they should get to know her too." I'm sure that'll be fine. You're invited too, Carol. We don't have another bed, because Mom. The place was littered with shot up cans, broken bottles, and tatters of paper targets. It had long been a favorite spot for weekend gun enthusiasts from Stuttgart and the smaller local towns to drink beer and shoot their grandfathers' old Mausers."Alright, let me do it..." Eva said, carefully removing the glove from Wolfgang's hand, pulling it inside out from his fingers. She put the latex into a plastic zip-lock bag, closing it tightly while Wolfgang recovered the shell casings with muttered. ' I gave her a few aspirin, and got out of her way.I had a full-length mirror on the back of my closet door, and I went to take a good look at myself. The most noticeable thing was the lack of body hair, but the hair on my head had gotten longer. I seemed somehow a little smaller than I was last night; maybe an inch shorter, but I'd also lost some weight. How was this possible? I looked at my knee; I'd always had a scar there from when I tore it up playing football in high school. The scar had.