Key Glock Mom Novels & Stories

Jo hadn’t really missed that expression so much. “Yes, Mom. You are going to. It’s the only way. I’ll figure out how to get out, but you have to get out of here, now. Ten years is ten years too long.” “Jo--” “Mom, come on! Don’t argue with me, please. Do you have a weapon?” Cadence checked her clothes. It seemed to Jo that she probably didn’t, but she wanted to make sure. “No,” her mom replied. Jo pulled one of her guns and gave it to her mom who shoved it down the back of her pants. “Come on.”

"With three of your fingers on the grip and your thumb up here - with easy access to the safety. You then wrap your right hand with your left, just below the right thumb - you essentially let your right thumb rest on your left palm thumb, supporting your entire hold of the gun," Samantha Wright instructed Gabrielle while they were doing practice shoots at a nearby firing range. When Kyle told Gabrielle that she would get firearm lessons from an expert, she did not expect that the lecture would come from his own mother. Of course, she remembered how Kyle's mother was the former general's daughter and at some point in her life, was in military school.

With their robust construction, user-friendly operation, and safety features, Glock firearms provide the assurance I need for personal protection. Having securely stowed my Glock, I discreetly attach my knife to a concealed holster on my calf. It’s always wise to err on the side of caution. I make my way to the kitchen, where I quickly prepare a cup of coffee. Nona, busy cooking, greets me with a warm smile and a nod.

I'm simply me. "I don't know if this makes sense but I'm having a second look at the security algorithms and I'm noticing something familiar with the codes... Someone who codes in this pattern and....Wait a minute... I think I know who built the weapon now" When Gloria said this, my eyes dimmed and I paused my movement at the spot to say, "My Mother?" My mother was responsible for the cell tower prototype and if anyone is making an upgrade similar to it, it could only be her.

“Should I come with backup?” I unlock my glove compartment and pull out the matte-black Glock I haven’t touched in two years. My hands shake as I try to touch it. Fuck! Since my mother was shot, I haven't been able to hold a gun much less, use it. So I guess it will have to be a fucking fist fight. Now would have been a great time to overcome this stupid feeling. I start my engine while calling Anderson. “Sir.” “I've found her. I need you and bring Axel with you.”

Her face purple in places. The next truck came Donny and his parents, Shelly, and Daniel. He looked no better, but was remorseful. In the next truck, four big men climbed out with bats. Seriously, all that for a teenage catfight. Grace’s mother slapped me, then she was thrown off the porch. My aunt running at her. The two women fought. It was then that I saw the Glock in my aunt’s waistband of her jeans as she pulled the gun and pressed it against Nicky’s forehead. When uncle Corey came out with a shotgun. Bluto, the Olde English mastiff, just stood protectively next to me. I didn’t move an inch.

I could see Mom's knees go weak when she spotted me. "Oh my, look at you." She licked her lips. Her eyes went straight to the huge bulge in my pants. She knew exactly what was waiting for her in there. 9" of thick, solid man meat that she couldn't get enough of. As I drew closer I pulled my hands out from behind my back. One hand held a black sleep mask. The other had a pair of handcuffs swinging from my index finger. Mom had a thing for some light bondage. She began to bounce on the balls of her feet, making those magnificent tits bounce with them, and clapped her hands in front of her face. "Oh yay!" she exclaimed. Her eyes twinkled.

"Grandmother, are you giving mom your gun? Are you for real? That's a badass gun." “Yes, I'm giving this to your mother. You see, before Goldie left to travel the world with her mate, she gave this to me. She told me to give it to the next queen of the mafia, so that's what I'm doing. I'm giving it to Ava. She knows how to use it. She's been training for a few years now. I think she can handle it." I was shocked. I didn't know mom was training with a gun. Dang, what else has she been doing that I didn't know she was doing? I thought she just hung around the house cleaning or planning parties or something. Turns out she's a badass. Damn, my mom is a badass.

The three of them turned to us, their faces lighting up. “Dad, you have to settle this,” Damien declared. “Not tonight,” Alexander replied, his lips curving into a faint smile. “Your mom’s the boss tonight.” “ Boys, there are grocery bags in the car, get them”. I said making my way to the kitchen where Mrs Romano was making afternoon snacks for the kids. “ Hey, Mrs Romano”. I greeted giving her a side hug. “ Hello Mi Amor, how was work?”. She asked.

"Mom, can you come here on my condo? I'm with the guards. Bring our family bodyguards for your safety. I can't explain on the phone right now. I just can't..." "Is there something wrong, Kaley Bryce?" His mother's voice is now tainted with worry. "You'll come, right? I'll wait for you, mom." Then he hang up the phone.