That day, I had closed the browser window and tried to forget what I had seen, what I now knew. All to no avail.I live in an area where it gets quite ...ot and humid in the summer; my mother's standard practice once home from work was to change into the lightest clothes she could find, usually a bikini top and some cut-off shorts. As a result, I had no respite; as I ate dinner that night across the table from her, my eyes were again drawn to her magnificent cleavage, so enticingly on display in. Sam put her arm around her, pulling her close, both of them in their own thoughts. As they reached the farm, they could hear laughter and the clink of glasses and silverware. Sam stopped near the stairs, facing her. She looked up at her face, the sun setting slowly behind them. "I love you mama," Sam said softly, dropping the bag and wrapping her arms around her. "I love you too," Alison whispered holding her tight. "Please tell me you forgive me," she whispered, their foreheads touching.. And I was told later that, hum, they were saying, they were starting to say, 'Let's take her pants off. Let's rape her. Fuck the bitch. Let's fuck the bitch. Cut her fucking tits off.' And it's really evil, truly misogynistic. And it's like suddenly, before I even know what's happening someone has ripped my pearls off. They're from my mom so they mean something special to me and I want to see who stole them. But then I feel a hand inside my shirt and bra ripping at my breast, gouging my. "Oh, she knows if she wants a kiss from me she can have it anytime" Tina cracked as she put her feet back down and straightened herself out. "One of these days I'll get her!" Sure you will, you slut" Danielle said as she wrapped her arms around me "and then poor Sean here will have to be given CPR to recover from the shock!"We had a good chuckle at that and were soon on our way out the door. In a few short minutes we were seated at the bar and starting on our first drinks of the night. Tina and.