He kept mental notes of who lived where.A year passed. He had gone to her house repeatedly at night; checking and listening.She had three children; on... a girl, 2 — years old; a couple of boys in the range of 8 or so. Her husband was stationed overseas. She was GermanIt's a hot summer night. The moon made it easier to see or be seen.It's 2:00am. He finds the air conditioner. Everyone's asleep. He pulls the air conditioner out the window, setting it on the ground.The three children are sleeping. After a time he held her head back allowing her to breath but still keeping his cock in her mouth."Go back to moving your tongue over it and bring your hands back up."Her hands flew back up to their place on his shaft as she much preferred this to what he had been doing to her."Also move your hands up and down as fast as you can and look up at me."As she looked up at him he let go of her head with one hand and began stroking her again. Looking deep into her eyes he said, "I want you to listen. "You don't want to add rape to your problems too?" I said seriously."This wont be no rape," he said seriously wrong. "You are just gagging forme to screw you."He grabbed my wrist and forcibly pulled me over to a stool by the fire.Then he ordered me to sit. With him being so much bigger and stronger Ireluctantly complied. So sitting in my matching green bra, panties,suspender belt and black stockings he ordered me to unhitch my bra.With my long nails I took a few seconds to undo the clasp behind. "You need to get in the tub and wash the pee off of you. Besides, we have only a couple of hours to get your naked body looking beautiful for your husband." Wh ... why this, Julie?" Arlene stammered as she finally relaxed back in the water. For the first time she was not trying to hide herself from Julie. Perhaps the feeling of the water covering her gave the illusion of hiding. The details did not concern Julie right then.What concerned her was that she was flying by the seat of her pants. She.