She is from a village and always used to wear sari at home. I never paid much attention to her as I used to work in night and used to sleep in the mor...ing. Usually when I used to come home at 5:30 AM I used to see her cleaning the floor outside her door. In one of those days when I was climbing the steps I saw her cleaning the floor with a broom by leaning forward. What a view it was I will never forget. I saw her sari sticking to her bum and I didn’t know the size that time and I have decided. We had been together ever since the ninth grade, except for a few breakups when I caught her going out with other guys. Then, she would come around, crying from those big brown eyes and my heart would melt and we would reconcile. She kept insisting that I was the only one that had her heart, so what did it matter if she wanted to spend time with someone else. Didn’t I know that we were soul mates, she would ask me. I told her that one day she would go too far and I would walk away. But, I never. "Mommy?" she said."MEGAN!" barked Valerie. Her eyes shifted to Robby, who was staring at the puddle on the floor. Megan moved away from it, like she could distance herself from the evidence, and Valerie saw Robby's penis, also dripping and covered with streaks of his cum.THEN it hit her that they had done it right there, in the room, WHILE she was painting them."It's a damn good thing I put you on the pill young lady!" she said in the voice they both recognized as her "I'm so mad right now that. Verity thought she would hurl, but she wanted it nasty so she was not about to back down.One of his big hands found her breasts and kneaded them while his other hand went under her skirt and squeezed her ass. He pushed his hips into her and she gasped with the girth of what she felt.The man pulled her white blouse until the buttons gave way. Then, he pulled her bra off and mounted his mouth to her stiffening nipples. He slobbered over her nubbins while the half-drunken audience was shouting.