Claire and Amy Jo Still on the Run

[themann56]

Episode 1

Due to the "antics" of the Fosters, Amy Jo and her mother Claire were now atop the FBI's most wanted criminals list. The always savvy Claire knew that it would be prudent for the pair to relocate out of the US. Mexico or Canada Claire was thinking in her mind. She finally surmised that the law enforcement agencies hunting them would think that they would opt for Mexico as she was from Texas. Yes, Canada would be their best bet at freedom at least for now.

The US and Canadian border is the longest unpatrolled border in the world. Getting across it would be way easier as compared to the US and Mexico border. Claire decided to make their crossing in Ranier, Minnesota. But the duo had to get there which would be very difficult especially in light of local law enforcement agencies, the FBI and US marshals on their tails. Our elusive felons had learned their evasive techniques while on the run and had become very savvy and wily. By scanning trucker frequencies, Claire had learned of a checkpoint at the Illinois-Wisconsin border.

"Hon, it's time to change up again" opened Claire.

"Damn ma, we just did a switch in Indiana!" complained Amy Jo.

"Girl if you think you know better than me, I'll get out and you can drive on" replied an irritated Claire.

"Oh, ma don't be so melodramatic, Jesus."

"When I stop this car, I'll show you melodramatic and you'll see what watching those Hallmark movies will get you."

Amy Jo knew when to shut it when talking to her easily irascible mom and she turned her attention to the countryside dull as it was. Just around a bend in the road they both espied a RV that was pulled onto the shoulder. Two coeds, appearing to be women were huddled about the front with one on her cell. In fact, they were all first-year students who were matriculating at the University of Wisconsin. Inside, were four other coeds who were snoozing, texting and chatting. Brittany Nichol's parents had come up with the idea for the six to rent the RV and all to drive to Madison. They thought that their daughter would be safer this way. But they never thought that they would run into the clutches of our anti-heroines. Claire pulled over just ahead of the RV and the two got out and greeted the two coeds.

"Hi girls, yall having car trouble?" inquired Claire.

Tasin McWilliams an 18 year old 5'6" statuesque ebony who was on a scholarship from the university's track and field team replied, "Her GPS is giving us wrong directions. We all tried to tell her to just use her phone but viola."

A defensive Brittany said " My father expressly said to use it cuz its better than the phone's GPS."

Claire and Amy Jo only keyed in the word we.

"So, there's more of you stranded here then?"

"Well, I wouldn't exactly say stranded."

A slightly miffed Tasin cut in "Are we moving?"

"Amy Jo, be nice and go in and introduce yourself."

"Sure ma."

"So where are you gals heading?"

"Madison, Wisconsin" retorted Brittany.

"Well, we are going that way. You guys are on the right road, but we know of a shortcut, you can follow us. My uterus is pressing on my bladder, could I use yall's bathroom.

"Sure, go right ahead, no problem."

"And yall's right rear tire looks very low."

Claire's web was quickly being spun. She and her progeny would need to work in concert and very fast. Inside the RV, Amy Jo was chatting up Tasin's cousin Aisha Taylor, twins Maria and Marisol Rodriguez and Brittany's childhood friend Bela Woodson.

"Amy Jo, are you making some new friends, hon?"

"You betcha ma."

But things didn't go as Claire had planned. The teen girls were flighty, constantly on and off the RV, chatting on their cells and with one another until the time pressed Claire finally said "You guys should just hop back in and follow us since we are going that way,"

The teens thanked their "benefactors" and reboarded their RV and proceeded to follow their perceived saviors down the road oblivious to the danger that lied ahead.

"Damn, I thought we had their asses back there" growled an irritated Claire Foster.

"We could have taken them all ma, they are light-weights."

"Yeah, but it would only take one to run off and the jig would have been up hon." "We'll settle their hash soon though."

Claire drove until she espied a turnoff road and took it. The RV stayed in tow. After about 3 miles in, Clair stopped her vehicle.

Clare instructed "Let's hit them hard and sweet. They won't know what hit them. You got everything AJ?"

"You know it mama."

The now notorious felons boarded the RV and Claire positioned herself at the front door and Amy Jo quickly moved to the rear door area. Now with the exits blocked the two sprung onto the unsuspecting teens and laid into them violently and methodically. After three minutes of a one-sided fight, Amy Jo and her mother stood unscathed over their victims who were dazed, contused and prostrate.

"Stay down bitch or you'll get some more" said Claire consternated.

"On your bellies cunts and put your hands behind yall's backs!" chimed in Amy Jo.

The defeated and shakened teens complied although whimpering and mewling all the while.

"Ma, you know we should strip them bare ass naked so they won't run off if one of the escapes".

"You're learning I see but keep them on the floor so they can't be seen easy. Okay heifers, on your knees and start peeling EVERYTHING!"

Reluctantly, the six teens got onto their knees copying what the other one did in concert. Tops came off first, then skirts and pants, the shoes and socks. Even more slowly came the underwear which necessitated prodding and a few head slaps.

"I'll give you something to cry about bitch, now hurry up and get naked!"

"We ain't gonna tie their asses up ma?"

"Naw, if we're stopped and boarded, it will be hard to explain naked tie up bitches. We can say they're nudists or some shit like that. You bitches won't dispute that will yall? I thought not, now take a seat. We still have a ways to go."

End Episode 1

Episode II Claire and Amy Jo Still on the Run

"Amy Jo get off that fucking phone and keep an eye on those little cunts, I can see them trying to flag down the passing cars!" "And check their purses for money and credit cards, we'll be needing a few things."

Right on cue Amy Jo yelled " Get them big cow udders below those windowsills bitches and I'm not gonna tell yall twice either." All six coeds shrank down in their seats in fear.

An irritated Claire growled, "If you bitches don't shut the fuck up, Amy Jo there is going to start stuffing patties in your damn mouths and she not going to care who they belong to either."

The noise level then died down drastically. The two fugitives were now back almost on scheduled heading due north. Driving in an RV would not be practical if they were to be chased. Another vehicle change should be done as soon as possible. If students were heading to the university, there would be a plethora of cars of every kind to allocate for their nefarious purposes.

"Where to ma?"

"The University of Wisconsin, but we won't be there long. Just long enough to ditch this gas guzzling heap and get something we can use in a pinch. Lots of cars will be there."

Along the route to the University of Wisconsin...

Just as everyone who has had children knows, that despite the consternations, no matter how frequent or severe in their nature always wear off leading to the resultant return to the previous bad behavior that initiated the same threats. Thus, this is where it now stood in the pilfered RV that was barreling along the scenic road towards the U of Wisc. The incessant pleas for clothing, to be freed, for bathroom privileges and water etc finally got to the irascible Claire Foster. She finally swerved the RV off to the shoulder of the road and announced at the top of her lungs "You bitches get the fuck out, now!" This caught everyone off guard including Amy Jo.

"But ma, we ain't got to get the money from their credit cards and shit."

"Well, these prissy cunts weren't gonna give us their PINs anyways, so fuck-em. Yall wanted out so out or stay your choice but make it quick and no you can't have your fancy duds either, bye."

The teens opted for freedom. Tasmin was the only one with enough nerve to utter how the two thieves would be going to prison for what they had done to them.

"Well, I'll see you in court but not anytime soon bitch, smirked Claire.

Amy Jo tried to put on a brave face, but she was very sad to see the curvaceous Tasmin exit the RV. She was hoping to get to know her better if the forced captivity had lasted longer. All of the teens exited the RV and headed straight for some foliage stooping low with their forearms crossed over their busty chests making an X and their thighs closed tightly. Before Claire drove off, she warned the girls not to accept a ride from any strangers as many a coed had disappeared along that stretch of the road in the past hoping that ruse would give them time to put some distance between them.

"What are you so down in the mouth about? You didn't have time to carpet-munch your new girlfriend? I saw the way you were ogling those big brown cow udders. Listen, I told you we don't have any preverts in this family. At this university, we are gonna find you some college dick and hell I may get me one of the college profs for myself."

"You think you know so much ma..."

"Well, I know that you are gonna get your head on right before we get to the border that's for sure."

Back at the FBI in Washington, DC...

"These country bimbos may not be as dumb as we initially thought sir" offered Special Agent Cox at a briefing session.

"What do you mean Cox out with it" demanded Assistant Director Cunningham.

"Well, we just assumed the two Fosters would naturally head toward Texas and on to Mexico, but all indications show a possible direction into Canada based on local MOs that fit a pattern unique only to them at the present time.

"We can't spend too much time covering both long stretches of our borders but send BOLOs and APBs northward and continue the main effort southward for now. That's all for now agents. And CC-in those clueless bastards at Homeland.

[esercito sconfitto]

at last, after so many years! THEY ARE BACK!

[esercito sconfitto]

hey don't stop resume the story

[simon4242]

2 against 6 lightweights ,....sorry too far fetched lol make a bit more believable they aint superhuman lol

[themann56]

Simon has a good point. I thought about it but Claire and her daughter are chiseled mountain folk and teens have never been in a real fist fight. They were prime to be taken down easily. Four would have been more plausible but I like mass strippings. Hey that's just me though.

[simon4242]

yeah too many, mountain folk or not lol and some of the victims were tall, and one of them would have escaped lol

[simon4242]

and lets face it talking out all these law enforcement officers is implausible they are mountain folk not trained professionals so this is definitely fantasy as most decent officers would kick their butts lol so this like a cartoon scrpt lol enjoyable tho lol

[themann56]

At the University of Wisconsin gates...

Claire Foster was surveying the landscape but as usual Amy Jo was virtually oblivious to the surroundings ready to defer to her devious mom.

"Those little cunts are going to be discovered soon, and we need to get in here and get out fast with cash and a new ride. Hellooo, earth to Amy Jooo, come in."

"I hear you ma jeez."

"Well why the fuck didn't you answer?"

"Cuz, I didn't hear a question as usual."

Claire now just gave her daughter a long stare down. Just when she was about to give Amy Jo a tongue lashing, she heard... "Stop!"

But Amy Jo's warning came too late. Their stolen RV rear ended a Land Rover. The occupants were the first to exit their vehicle. Claire had hoped the diver would give them the wave off, but they had no such luck, and they were forced to exit their vehicle as well.

The driver was 45-year-old Claudette Peppers, a 5'9" 145 lb HR executive who was escorting her freshman daughter, Lila to Registration Day. Luckily for the two felons there was negligible damage and after Claire's apologies and some genu-flexing everything was smoothed over. But then Claire ever on the lookout for an opening or a weakness, surmised how both Claudette and Lila were almost perfect sizes as compared to them. Claire subtly gave her own daughter the look and Amy Jo picked up on it immediately.

"You have been so nice about this, I'll tell you what, let's get Lila right?" "Moved in and then we can all go register."

"Thats nice of you as well but you guys need to get moved in yourselves."

"Oh no no, my husband and my brother will be here later. This girl brought everything she has in this world with her."

"Well, if it isn't an inconvenience too much..."

"Don't be silly lead the way Claudette."

A couple of minutes later, inside the stolen RV...

"God must be smiling looking down on your dumb ass, heifer..."

"What are you bitching about now ma? "You're the one who ran into that bitch."

"Right, but only because you had distracted me."

"Yeah, yeah, whateva...but watch the road please."

Claire's blood was boiling but she remained mute.

At the U of WI female dorms...

Claire and Amy Jo along with the Peppers and moved in almost all of the belongings of Lila. The heat late summer and the added physical activity of unloading their SUV, caused perspiration to seep thru the outfits of the Peppers. Lila wore a hot pink snug tee reading "Unisex Toy" and azure, blue equally snug spandex shorts. Lila was an ex-cheerleader and built almost like her mother. To Lila's consternation, her mother Claudette choose to dress similar to her daughter. The blonde milf stood at 5'9" but being in her 40's had led to a change in her lifestyle. there had been an increased consumption of fast-food meals, a lack of gym time and general exercise. All this led to her becoming 34D-36-38. For years Claudette had been a 34B and had gotten away with going bra-less and she was slow to realized that now she needed to wear a bra. Her daughter had focused on telling her not to be attempting to dress like her and neglected to mention her needing a bra with her top. Claudette's hot pink top read "Believe It Soccer Mom." Although Lila had never played soccer in her life. Claudette chose to wear her golf club white skort. She briefly thought about trying to go panty-less but wisely opted to don hot pink French-cut lace panties. Claudette's top was a size too small and her skort rose in the back giving the appearance of the hem being long in the front and too short in the rear.

Lila had taken a break and started reading and posting on her social media. She came across a news flash about a RV loaded with U of WI girls being hijacked with the coeds being assaulted and robbed. After the description of the assailants was given, Lila knew new acquaintances were the perpetrators and she ran to extricate her mother from their clutches. Claire and Amy Jo had just formulated a plan of waylaying the two Wisconsinitesin order to get what they needed on their push toward Canada. Lila gave a cock and bull story about a fluid leak under the Land Rover and the two left abruptly. Amy Jo just happened to be looking out of the dorm room window and noticed a gathering of security outside the quad. Amy Jo immediately called her mom over. Claire said two words, "Game time."

TBC...

[themann56]

Claire and Amy Jo Still on the Run: Episode IV

Claire and Amy Jo had just finished quickly gathering up their mostly pilfered belongings and had opened the dorm room's door only to find for female campus security guards blocking their main route of escape. The guards had tasers, night sticks, pepper spray and zip ties at the ready. Claire heard additional security right behind these four and she knew that escape was unlikely and she motioned for her daughter to give up. The two were handled roughly by the inexperienced guards but they were eventually zip tied and taken off to the campus holding area where they would await for sheriff deputies to transport them to the county jail. The US AG Audrey Phillips had unofficially given an edict that these two police waylayers and strippers be arrested and processed on all levels by female police officials wherever possible. Audrey wanted the two felons to see nothing but female officials involved in their extradition. A sort of in-your-face bitches retaliatory gesture.

The university holding area was just a fairly sized room without cells or bars, but because of the notoriety of our two felons there was ample security. The head of security did have the girls who Claire and Amy Jo had initially jumped and stripped brought in to make an official ID and the Peppers to follow suit. Tasmin was the only coed with the nerve to face her accosters, and she made a definite ID. Amy Jo made eye contact briefly with Tasmin and gave her a wink and she licked her lips. Upon seeing this Claire slapped the back of her head. The Peppers were ushered in next and the result was the same. But this time Claire was the one to act out. She roared at Claudette that she would get out and beat her ass as soon as she got out. Severely frightened, she scurried from the room and away from the holding area with her daughter in tow.

Amy Jo was unnerved especially with the thought of prison life on their horizon. She went on and on about how the ugly lesbians there would be all over her because of her beauty and bod. Claire had tuned out her daughter's prattling and concentrated on their surroundings. She thought about making a move with a fake bathroom break, then dismissed it as they would be all over that ploy. Maybe a move when food was served, but no, even if a taser and spray were obtained, they are only single use items. No, they would wait for now. Everyone's guard would be dropped as more pigs arrived. Patience was all that was needed for the present time.

Claire had had enough of her daughter's incessant fruitless protestations. "Girl, if you don't shut your damn mouth so that I can think for one God damn minute, I'm going to knock your ass into next Wednesday!"

"Wednesday tomorrow or Wednesday next week?" Amy Jo said with a wry smirky partial smile.

Claire started to move toward her daughter with a malice intent but was told by one of the guards to keep it down and separate, her hand on her taser. This only infuriated Claire more. "After I beat that rat bitch Peppers ass, you will be next bitch!"

Campus guard Toya Williamson emboldened by her cohort's numbers replied "You are not scaring anyone here cunt with your criminal ass. I'll visit you in prison in about ten years with some money for cigs." Alot of snickering followed that retort.

Just then sheriff deputies started to show up. The first two the Angie Sumners, a three-year vet with her new partner straight from probation Julia Wilkes. "We're waiting for another unit, but I'll take a look at your paperwork for now.

"Ma, I'll fake appendicitis or something and we can get away at the hospital."

"So, we will both have appendicitis? Just be still for one fucking moment and let me handle this please."

As luck would have it, all the different department law enforcement details were starting to show up too and gather in the rapidly filling detainment room. A fact that the ever so wary Claire did not miss. After officers from the Madison PD arrived with state troopers Claire knew it was time for a bold move. Squabbles were becoming heated over jurisdiction and extraditing the two prisoners. Feds were the last to arrive and Claire surmised it was now or never. "AJ, slowly follow my lead and mirror my movements exactly and say nothing."

Hugging the rear wall, Claire and Amy Jo made their way towards the restroom which was unlocked. Once inside, they quickly pried open the window and screen and hoped down and off they went. Several students witnessed their escape but didn't think it was worth mentioning this to anyone.

"We need to get out of these clothes and into something that makes it look like we belong here."

"What about those two, ma?" Just then, an Active Shooter alarm went out over the campus as the hens had finally discovered that their chicks were missing. There was a heated debate about the need for an AS alarm being sounded but someone made the argument about what if this wily duo had stashed arms on the campus grounds and was now accessible.

"Excuse us folks, but could we come with you? We're from Illinois and we just don't know what or where to go. Could you please help us?" Claire gave the performance of her life.

Professor Deborah Manders and her TA Zoe Philips were easily duped and gave them access to the building. "Does anyone know what is happening?" uttered a worried Zoe.

"I heard two criminals escaped from lockup" replied Amy Jo. Her mother could only glare in amazement after her daughter's statement.

"Oh? And where did you hear that dear?" asked Deborah quizzically.

"That's what we thought some students were yelling out from across the quad, but that's what really frightened us," said Claire.

Deborah then said for everyone to come with her to her third-floor office. At the elevator they were met by campus security guards Nadine Chambers and Yolanda Powers. They were just being advised by the Head of Security to lock down the building. Professor Manders insisted that they escort the women to her office before doing anything else. The professor had been a finalist for a Nobel Literary Prize, and her wishes carried much weight. Reluctantly, the guards escorted the party to the elevator and soon they were all on their way upstairs. At the third floor, the chit chat made it clear to the campus guards that the professor and the TA didn't know Caire and Amy Jo. As they all walked towards the professor's office, the piece meal radio chatter along with descriptions of the escapees started to ring home on the two guards. Nadine and Yolanda were giving each other glances, and they slowed their pace noticeably and stared openly at Claire and Amy Jo. Claire was the first to see what was happening, but Amy Jo was fixated on the curvaceous TA with her 34C bust and 36-inch rump, which was highlighted by a denim, just above mid-thigh mini skirt.

"Okay girls, thank you very much, we all feel so much safer, you can return to your duties now," stated Professor Manders. Somehow being summarily dismissed by someone of the professor's stature derailed the thought processes of the two guards who now just meandered back to the elevators, at least for now. Claire thought to herself whether to run after the two security guards and take care of them before they could raise any alarm or to jump the two academes and obtain clothes, money, credentials and car. Claire opted for the later but realized it would need to be done quickly and silently.

Professor Manders told everyone to make themselves comfortable and reassured them that this would all be over shortly.

"You've got that right honey," mouthed off Amy Jo for which she got an indignant look from Deborah.

As per usual Claire had to interject and refrain from giving her daughter a back hand. She quickly thanked the professor for all her help and shelter and quizzed her about rising to be a major university professor. At some point she whispered to Amy Jo that they needed to hurry things along. As things would have it Claire was only too correct. Radio alerts and updates had given Nadine and Yolanda a description on whom they should be looking for. They radioed back and were told to hold their position as backup was on route.

"I knew it let's get those two," roared Nadine.
"But they told us to wait Nadine," answered a hesitant Yolana who was working at the local Hooters two years ago.

"If something happens to Professor Manders, what do you think will happen to us girl?"

"Okay but let's be careful."

Back in Professor Manders...

Claire was alone with the professor as Amy Jo had asked Zoe to escort her to the restroom because she was too frightened to go alone.

Claire opened, "You know you shouldn't be so trusting, doc." Deborah looked at her quizzingly.

"They are looking for us." Deborah could only get out a short high-pitched yelp before Claire had jumped over her desk and had gagged the professor and wrestled her to the floor. The near plus size professor wore a shear beige and navy print sun dress with sandals. She wore only white boycut panties and no bra due to the heat. Claire had to be easy on the academian as blood on or tearing of the dress would draw attention to her.

"Listen to me bitch, your ass is coming out of this dress the easy way or the hard way. And I highly suggest the easy way. That way you keep your looks!"

Inside the female lavatory...

"What's wrong with you? You can't do this to me!, " whimpered a frightened Zoe.

"I thought you college gals was smart, evidently not cuz I am doing this as you can see, now you just finish getting out of those duds, me and ma have a schedule to keep."

"And why do you need my clothes? We're wearing essentially the same thing!"

"The main reason, cunt, if you must know is that I've been wearing these clothes going on two plus days. Yours should be at least semi-fresh hopefully. You ain't no goth or nothin are ya?"

"I'm not wearing your old funky clothes bitch!"

"Damn, what are they teaching you people in this school? The point is that you won't be wearing shit. I'll be needin your undies too," cooed Amy Jo. Horrified at the thought of being found naked by the first responders who were sure to be men panicked Zoe. She had played flag football and soccer, so she gave Amy Jo a feint and a juke move. Amy Jo was waiting for an escape attempt, but her feet got caught up in the pile of clothing and she went down onto the floor with a hard thud stunning her for the moment. Zoe thought for a split second to run to check on her professor but thought the wiser of it and ran to the elevators where she was met by security guards Yolanda and Nadine. Claire heard the commotion and then immediately grabbed up the hapless educator and hand-gagged her forcing her into an anteroom.

"Mmpphh, mmppff, hhmmpp, hhmmff!"

"I said quiet bitch! You want to die? I'm fuckin serious!" Deborah continued to mewl but much quieter. But not quite enough for Claire's liking. Very irritated, Claire reversed her hand-gag on Deborah and pinned her against a wall. Claire stooped down in front of Deborah and pulled down her pristine white panties.

"No, no, please I'll be quiet. Please don't!"

"You had your chance bitch, now open wide!" Of course there would be no opening wide until Deborah received vicious gut punch which doubled the milf over. "Good, and don't spit those out either," ordered a domineering Claire.

Nadine gave chase to Amy Jo and Yolanda checked in on Professor Manders. Zoe went back to the restroom to retrieve her clothing thinking things were in hand.

"Progfessor Manders! Are you in here?" Yolanda yelled out.

Deborah was still in the anteroom still being hand-gagged by Claire with the only difference being her mouth was now stuffed with her own moist panties. Yolanda was about to exit the office when she thought she heard a faint noise coming from across the room. When she entered the small room, she saw Deborah and Claire. Claire immediately pushed Deborah toward the guard. Yolanda instinctively fired her taser but it struck Deborah which dropped her like a rock. Yolanda then tried to draw her baton, but Claire was on her now and the two women went to the floor. Claire straddled Yolanda and it was a one-sided affair, ill-trained security guard versus hardened toned fugitive.

"Well instead of a prof, I guess I'll be a security guard. And a much better one than yo ass. Get your uniform off, shoes too heifer!"

A few minutes later...

Claire dresses in Yolanda's uniform cooed, "Well we are a pretty good fit hon don't you think? Much better than rubber chicken circuit rounding Manders here, hmm? It's okay to speak now, go ahead I dare you." The two women knelt before Claire clad only in the panties with their heads down hand behind their backs as though Claire was a goddess.

"I'm going outside to get something to tie you bitches up with so don't move from those spots or else, threatened Claire. She left the room with the expressed intent on using the blinds cordage to tie the women up with. But Claire didn't know that the anteroom had a side door that was mostly hidden from view. And as soon has as she closed the door Deborah led Yolanda on a hasty escape. Claire would still have other luck as Nadine's call for backup had been misconstrued as the location of Professor's Dinah Manner's office which was on the opposite side of the campus. Claire and Amy Jo would need this time. The topless panty-clad duo bypassed the elevators and flew down the stairwell with slowing only to yaw around the railings.

[FemaleSpy]

Claire and Amy Jo Still on the Run: Episode IV

Claire and Amy Jo had just finished quickly gathering up their mostly pilfered belongings and had opened the dorm room's door only to find for female campus security guards blocking their main route of escape. The guards had tasers, night sticks, pepper spray and zip ties at the ready. Claire heard additional security right behind these four and she knew that escape was unlikely and she motioned for her daughter to give up. The two were handled roughly by the inexperienced guards but they were eventually zip tied and taken off to the campus holding area where they would await for sheriff deputies to transport them to the county jail. The US AG Audrey Phillips had unofficially given an edict that these two police waylayers and strippers be arrested and processed on all levels by female police officials wherever possible. Audrey wanted the two felons to see nothing but female officials involved in their extradition. A sort of in-your-face bitches retaliatory gesture.

The university holding area was just a fairly sized room without cells or bars, but because of the notoriety of our two felons there was ample security. The head of security did have the girls who Claire and Amy Jo had initially jumped and stripped brought in to make an official ID and the Peppers to follow suit. Tasmin was the only coed with the nerve to face her accosters, and she made a definite ID. Amy Jo made eye contact briefly with Tasmin and gave her a wink and she licked her lips. Upon seeing this Claire slapped the back of her head. The Peppers were ushered in next and the result was the same. But this time Claire was the one to act out. She roared at Claudette that she would get out and beat her ass as soon as she got out. Severely frightened, she scurried from the room and away from the holding area with her daughter in tow.

Very fun and interesting buddie movie story, thanks pal