You breathed a huff of air through your nostrils, "Fine."
You let her go and she stepped back and bowed her head, another tear fell off her face. "Thank you!"
"Three minutes. Or they're mine." You growled from your throat. The woman didn't waste any time. She ran off behind you to retrieve the bag. You followed her from afar, ready to charge if she went past the bag. Lucky for her, she didn't. She grabbed it and raced back to the door. "Two minutes." She unlocked the door and burst through, you were able to hear voices.
"Mom, what's wrong?" you heard a young mans voice ask.
"Alec, take the food. Listen, listen to me. I need you to take care of your sister." Her voice sounded like it was trying to stay calm, in the end failing to make it seem that way.
"Mom what-"
"Don't interrupt." She snapped, "I need you to be big, like daddy alright? Mommy is going to be okay, just be strong. Promise me! Don't open that door for anything until the food is out."
"Mom what are you saying?" His voice started to whimper.
"Be brave! I love you. Tell your sister I love her, and daddy and I were proud of you both." After a moment of her silence she runs out of the door frame and shuts the wooden slab beside her, locking it. Her kids calls were audible but unintelligible. She placed her head on the door and started to cry.
"One minute." You mutter.
She backed away from the door and gestured her finger for you to follow her. "Away from the door, I don't want them to hear it." She backed away, but you kept the distance from her. As she backed away she took off a leg of her khakis and took another step before removing it entirely. She placed it to the side. And continued far from the door that was being pounded against.
"Time." You pounced on top of her.
She winced in pain as she landed on her back with you on top of her. "Wait! Just... Just one more favor." She closed her eyes.
A growl came from you throat.
She choked on her words. "I... May you... Just..." she grabbed your hand that was next to her head and placed it on her left breast and blushed. "Play with me? Gently?"
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