I don't touch the little pot. You ask about it but I say, "It's for later," and nothing more. I make sure to drink all of my water before the meal is ...one.I could ask about your flight, but both of us know why we are here. You cut through the small talk.You ask when we will start.I smile sweetly and set my glass on the table. "I want to make sure I understand what we are to be about, before going any further. Have I interpreted your intentions correctly, that you are giving your body to me, to. .. well ... um...”Jessie was fumbling around as she tried to formulate a convincing reply.“Well ... you see ... um ... you see it was so hot yesterday afternoon that Kate started messing around with the garden sprinkler and Paul, her brother, was also home and he ... he sort of pushed us both into the water so ... so ... we both got all soaked and Kate let me use some of her dry clothes when it was time to come home.”Jessie Harper did not turn around to look at her mother as she spoke but just. They pulled her feet far apart and tied them to heavy table legs. Then they raised her up by her thumbs, with the wire over an overhead beam, so her arms were over her head and she was hanging by her thumbs. It was a time-honored torture, but she bore the pain in silence. At least the tear gas was gone, and she could see. She looked down between her pendulous breasts, still a C cup but hanging like saddle bags. Her convex tummy hid her view of her pubic hair, but she knew she was. " She grabbed her can of 'Knock Out' and headed for her room.She walked into her room slowly, not wanting to alert Marilyn or Louise, she walked to the end of the bed where Louise's head was buried in Martha's cunt; next to them Annie was sucking Marilyn's clit and giving it tiny bites. Annie threw Hannah a look as she stood by Louise and in one swift move sprayed her. Annie smiled and went back to attacking Marilyn's clit.Hannah walked around to the other side of the bed where Martha was still.