Adult Articles: WE LIVE TOGETHER worry what the Hell that was for... It's MY house... MY name on the fucking rent check every month.. now shut up and get the Hell out," Deloris angrily snarled as she slipped past the sofa for the sanctuary of her kitchen.
As she passed by a still seated Kevin, Deloris could hear the shower running from the bathroom down the hall and got a sick taste in her mouth knowing why Tina was taking a shower and just what she was trying to scrub off and out of her.
In a maddening rush, Deloris threw her purse onto the counter as she made a beeline for the window that looked out over kitchen sink. Finally able to allow the reservoir of tears that she was holding back to flood down her cheeks, the disheveled woman sobbed to herself as she looked out at two birds dancing on the electrical wire that looped up to the house.
