They sat together at the gate while waiting for their plane. Soon she found herself absently resting her head on Alan’s shoulder as he thumbed through the gazillion photos on his laptop that he taken with his new camera. She smiled unconsciously every time she saw them together. About thirty minutes later, their flight was called. They held hands while waiting with their boarding passes. The flight on the puddlejumper was quick and when they landed, there was a pall over both of them. Neither. Maj had agreed, she had known the lad since he was a babe, though she hadn’t seen him since her husband`s funeral, she having no passport or the desire to travel like her sister. She had fetched him from the airport, they caught the train home together, chatting about the family and Spain, a place she had not visited and had sat with the handsome twinkling blue-eyed blonde lad, noting as they travelled that those eyes were looking deep into hers as if apparently boring deep into her very soul.. You really had better eat.” As he finished his sentence, he had turned the last ice pack, again placing the still frozen side next to Susan’s sore flesh. He turned and left the room. Susan hadn’t made a sound, she had stared at her reflection above her. He had left and she moved her arms a bit, her wrist cuffs still adorning her wrists, only reminded her of her subservient situation. She felt the resentment, but also felt alone. After ten minutes or so, Susan stirred, she felt her stiffness,. Her gasped told me I was right but she eagerly sucked on her boy’s tongue. Chris was whispering something fiercely to her face, I couldn’t make out some of it. He started by saying, “Oh my fucking god LOOK at you!?” to which mommy merely whimpered. “You know what you are? You know what you fucking ARE!?” he asked harshly while yanking back again. “Yehesss!” She responded. Chris muttered something else I couldn’t make out before she cried out, “I’m a fucking slut. I’m your fucking slut!” .
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