An unknown number of them were here, in the capital of Jamhuri ya Kati Afrika. The three perimeter guards were young men – perhaps teenagers – and...were easily overcome. They were disarmed, plastic tied, and gagged. Only one guard was assigned to watch over the very frightened ‘soldiers.’Armis, DuBois, and one of the Brigade walked quietly into Ma’alangu’s bedroom and found a grisly scene: Pelo was asleep on one side of the bed and a small lump was under the sheet and mosquito netting on the. How about that? The night after tryouts, I went out with my friends to celebrate. Kenny took us to this Haitian-owned bar/restaurant called Tamboo in the City of Brockton, not far from Boston. I had a great time that night. Madeline was full of disbelief that I actually made it on the squad. Wow. And she didn’t seem too happy for me. George on the other hand was ecstatic. He bought me flowers and candy. I’m not a flowers type of chick but I appreciated the gesture. George is an awesome friend.. She was an emotional wreck...ashamed, humiliated, pissed off, and getting horny all at the same time. Then, I told her before we continued she was to stand, remove her shoes, shorts and t-shirt and bring me the hot tea. She reluctantly did so, as she walked past me in those white cotton panties I slapped her ass hard making her tense and look at me angrily. She returned with the tea and I ordered her to "sit down Jaimie, this time on my lap" She just looked away and began to tear up again,. I was definitely enjoying this part of the night, that was for sure. The men were really enjoying this show too you could tell from the shit eating grins on their faces. Mommas hands came up to the sides and of my tube top and for the second time this evening it was pulled down. My breasts popped free and the men cheered it on. Mommas hands slipped up my skin to cup and hold my heavy tits in her hands. Her fingers expertly tweaked at my nipples getting them hard in seconds and I felt shivers.