Nevertheless, my name is on the birth certificate, so I've always loved her just the same as my other kids. But my little angel is and always has been... Monica. When I saw some punk beating up a kid who he thought was queer, I chose to intervene. I always carry a gun on me. I walked up to the motherfucker and shot him in the head at point blank range. I thought it was self-defense. The law didn't see it that way. The cops would have let the guy go for killing that poor kid and would have quietly. *** After a long day of classes and a late shift at the restaurant, Naomi was grateful when Jason was still at the restaurant when she returned later looking for a lost item. “Hey, Jason, thank God you are still here. I think I left my backpack in the back, at my locker, or at least I hope so,” Naomi said as Jason let her into the restaurant after hours. “No problem. I was just getting ready to leave when you texted me,” Jason said, then added, “Hey, do me a favor, after you grab your bag, lock. Knocker moved a hand from Michele's head to her throat; he gripped herslender neck, choking her as he dragged her to her feet. Michele nearlyblacked out but hung on to consciousness as he dragged her to his bed.He threw her on the bed and she gasped, taking deep breaths despite therepulsive odour of his dirty bedclothes. Knocker fell on her andMichele dutifully opened her legs.She could stand the stench of him, even the feel of his thrusting penisas it searched for her sphincter was bearable,. “You weren’t supposed to be back before twelve at the earliest,” she said.Chris responded, “It isn’t my fault, love. The football practice was called off because the pitches are all waterlogged. Where was I supposed to go, especially since I knew what was planned for today?”David stepped in then and asked, “Chris are you quite sure you want to go through with this? I really don’t want to do anything which would cause trouble between you two. I can just go away now and never come back if that’s.