"Now I need to convince Jim that we need to draft you. I'd love to see you in 49ers colors." Good luck with that, Bobby," I answered. "I wouldn't mind... playing for you at all."Mr. Ewing excused himself during our conversation. He conferred with the master of ceremonies briefly. The program started shortly thereafter. The emcee talked about Fred Biletnikoff's career at Florida State and with the Raiders. There was a joke or two about "stick-um", something I never heard of.Bobby leaned in and. Exercise always makes me horny so I slide my jogging shorts down and begin to slowly masturbate. As my fingers slide in and out of my soaking wet pussy and I rub my clit, I turn my head and see a man a short distance away. He's watching me.In my fantasy, I am not alarmed at all. Discovering I am being watched only emboldens me to have a little more fun. I pull my fingers out of my pussy and gently suck on each one as the stranger watches. I use my other hand to push up my sports bra and rub my. She sunk back into her chair, and started shaking again.Michelle's voice was low and menacing then started to rise in speed and volume. "William Burton, that low-life good for nothing son of a bitch! If there is anything this family can do to help you defeat that evil monster; you only have to ask. Do you have money? Do you have a lawyer? Paul has taken care of your room and board. You stay as long as necessary. Days, weeks, months, even years, you do not have to worry about that. You are under. Then opened again and slammed again. Instinctively I grabbed a bat and was about to leav Lauren's room, but that's when I heard moms voice. She was yelling. Then dads voice came in, yelling too. Behind me Lauren started to cry again. I went to her and sat next to her. She leaned on my shoulder and I hugged her. After sometime the door opened and slammed again. I heard dad cursing mom and then silence. I whispered to Lauren "Stay here"I walked out of her room and into the living room and saw dad.