She couldn't let it happen. She strained mightily, trying to pull her wrists from the hands that held them, but they were too strong. She kicked back,...hoping to hit Brad in the knee or, even better, the crotch, but he avoided her easily. With the hope that they might loosen their grip if they thought she had given up, she played possum, forcing her body to go limp. A hand immediately pushed between her legs."Well, looky here, guys," Brad said mockingly as he tugged on her dark red pubic hair,. SHE had an island she could take it to... (she had already delivered TWO Elco Torpedo boats and TWO brand new ... but old stock Grumman Widgeons to said Island simply because her mother didn't have one.) ... and a mother who understood ... nay ... aided and abetted her offspring in nefarious acts of sabotage and open rebellion. Junior wouldn't be born for TWELVE YEARS ... but here she was ... with her mother's blessing.She needed a quasi legitimate reason to 'fetch and carry'.What to do? What. I dont remember much of what happened after that, but I woke up next morning, Saturday, feeling good, despite all the alcohol that I had consumed the night before. Rob and I were both naked in bed and there were a couple of wet patches on the bottom sheet. I went to get out of bed, but Robs hand grabbed me and pulled me back against him. One more before you go? I knew that I should say no, but my body said yes. After all the damage was already done, I had cheated on my husband. Would it be any. I awoke with the smell of coffee and toast drifting from down stairs, it was obvious that mum was up and had made breakfast, I stretched a little then made my way to the bathroom, I could tell mum have been there by the sweet scent she had left behind, I took a shower then returned to my bedroom, I put on a matching set of white underwear then sat down to put on my makeup, I never put my makeup on too heavy but just to accentuate my eyes which mum said were electrify and attractive, I slipped.