Both the men this time just pulled the anchal down and each one took one boob in his mouth. With the other free hand they removed my blouse and bra co...pletely. The taxi driver suddenly turned around and said, hey what are you doing? But no one cared. At the next traffic signal, the driver too moved his hand to back side and pushing one man’s head, grabbed my boob. All of them laughed. The taxi soon reached a market where only a few shops were open. Few young men stood outside a closed shop.The. Let Julie and Juan do it for you." No, I'll just watch."Maria's eyes widened. "Come here" she whispered. Lauren shuffled across to Maria, half knowing what was coming. "Lauren!" she hissed, "do it, or today will be your last day. No joke. Save yourself!" She felt her gut tighten at the words, looked into Maria's eyes and saw both truth and abandon. With weakened legs she stood and walked to the sofa. The two teenagers smiled at her, giggling a little at her discomfort. They parted to allow her. Mom's attention was on the music. When I pushed on her lower back she silently obliged by shifting forward until she was sitting near the edge of the seat. She noticed what I was doing when I sat behind her, my legs straddling hers. "What are you doing?" Mom asked, emphasizing 'are', her tone indicating she thought I was up to some kind of prank."This piece has to be played by one pianist with four hands, so I have to sit behind and reach around you." Oh. So that's why there's two sets of notes. I mean if I were your husband, and able to make love to your beautiful body, I could put up with eating one person's shit each day."I had to smile to myself at this. I knew for a fact that if we did marry, he would eat more shit than he ever dreamed of. I would make sure we lived close to his family, so that they could continue to use him, and in addition he would have to put up with being used by my family and friends. Also, I would make quite sure he would never be permitted to come, let.