I could see, that there was a little stump left so that he could piss out of the hole like before. He was untied from the table and lead to the floor....He didn't cried so that he must have been local anaesthetized. He seemed to be happy about this and touched the stitches.As he was kneeling in front of my mother i could see, that he was pierced and tattooed while Glen and i were in my room. "So Glen we can discuss Your marriage and all others, what to do with your slave " my mother said to Glen.. ..I blushed furiously as I realized what I was thinking about and whenShane playfully asked, "Is that piece of meat too much for you?", Iaccidentally bit my lip as I tried to hurriedly finish my piece ofchicken and ignore his jab. What was I even thinking at this point? Itwas one thing to think about dating Mike as Ally, but this was a wholenew wrinkle. Not that it mattered though, since I didn't suddenly findmyself back in my own body with a burning desire to confess to my loveto the rival. " His father only grunted, and Travis knew a vast feeling of relief, then a sensation of exultation. He was going to be alone with her, with his lovely mother; they would have most of the day to themselves! The knowledge shook him to the core, and he clamped his legs together to keep his cock from jumping, crazily. Right in the living room, he thought--with the drapes drawn and doors locked; right there on the floor, with both of them. The taxista followed her, spewing a voluble stream of Spanish apparently designed to get her talking again. She spat on the ground and turned her back.Saying something clearly obscene, the cab driver grabbed the woman and turned her, raising his hand to strike her across the face."Hit me," she said, "pig! Then I tell Manuel Ramos and he will fix one pig of a taxista!"The cab driver's olive complexion paled visibly. "Perdoname," he said, backing off.The Indian woman laughed at him. "Come back.