It's Jennifer, the church lady

Fuck. It was Marty and his bitch wife Jennifer. Marty was a nice enough, but a pushover to his wife. Still, no doubt he would have at least appreciated the show if his wife hadn’t been there, but Jennifer was a fucking cunt and a killjoy. She was also a Church Warden, or so I’m told, for some conservative church in town. You know the type – the first time they introduced themselves they asked me what church I went to, and when I said “none” they never spoke to me again, which was frankly a relief. They were walking over to their car when they saw Megan jogging past. I watched Jennifer’s face as shock turned to righteous anger when she caught sight of the bouncing, half-clad breasts moved towards her with Megan attached. Even if I hadn’t had the window cracked I would have hear her yelling.

“Put some clothes on you fucking whore,” I clearly heard her shout, “there’s kids living on this street for Christ’s sake! You’re fucking disgusting!”

Megan nearly tripped when she her that **** but she was just about to pass them. I could see her face was beet red with humiliation and she instinctively moved to cover her chest with her arms as she ran past them.

“You’re a disgrace! You should be ashamed of yourself!” she yelled out after the now plainly fleeing Megan, along with some colorful language she’d probably have to atone for later.

She half pulled the slack-jawed Marty to their car and drove off in a rage, going entirely too fast down the residential street. They were gone, but Megan was still running scared, looking truly ashamed of herself. This was clearly not the sexy little game it was meant to be. Rather than run the full circle of the cul-de-sac, she cut across the street, clearly intending to end her run early.

Of course, if the neighbors weren’t looking before, no one on the block would have missed Jennifer’s screeching. A door opened…