"Banzai and the younger girl began making out (the lucky bastard) while the older woman said, "My name is Masha, we were at the local bar when a drunk...n person broke the rat track..."I interrupted, "Rat track, what the hell is a rat track?"She politely asked, "Do you mind if I sit on your bed while I explain everything?"I thought, 'Hell yes you can sit on my bed, or even in my bed I don't care', but I answered, "Sure that's fine with me..."Flashback – Masha – In Moscow the next morningI never. ‘Its uh.. 555-1234’ ‘Ok, thanks.’ She said looking into my eyes. ‘Say, um.. Do you want to go get some coffee?’ Looking like she had just realized she had said the stupidest thing in all of existence. ‘We..are kinda at, coffee’ I said smiling jokingly. ‘Damn, I know I mean, come back to my place. For more?’ She said nervously. ‘I would love to’ I said opening my umbrella and letting her walk under it. I followed her car to her apartment, and parked in the designated guest spot. She went inside. Compareed to the terrible life my father had given to his devoted wife, I seemed damn near angelic.So the next, question had to be, why did my mother think she deserved to be punished? She was the most god fearing person on the planet, and her other personality was as innocent as any child. I was the only evil in my mother's life. Yeah, evil like a nun with a run in her stockings. After consulting my vast internal bookshelf of bible stories, I determined a crock of stinking shit had been shat. There was not one hint from anyone, from the teachers, or from Molly herself that anything out of the ordinary had happened.Hill became puzzled. Molly had been excited about something. But no, he thought to himself with disbelief, she wouldn't have been excited about being raped--or would she?Again he remembered her frothing pussy cream welling up in her virginal cunt, and greasing his cock. Again he remembered her wild convulsions under him, her frantic writhing, as she came.It could be!Hill.