I swear I caught a flash of her lace garters holding her silk stockings underneath her black skirt, wondering what else she was baring. I caught mysel... moaning to myself at that thought and swallowed my gum. She could have passed for Hedy Lamarr except for her Eurasian eyes.Shuffling papers on my already messy desk, I found what I was looking for; my trusty notepad. Before I spoke, I calmed myself down with the help of a big gulp of scotch.“What can I do for you, Miss?” I asked, my voice a bit. The whole day time, my mausi used to be around her, and at night dad came home. I was feeling helpless, didn’t knew what to do!On the 4th day, mausi was not feeling well, she had fever and took some medicine and started to take some rest. I saw this as an opportunity to finally have some sex with mom. I went to to mom’s room, she was not there, then I went to check the guest room where mausi was staying. They both were there. I came close to the bed where they both were lying. I asked mausi how. So I guess it's time that I do, to a bimbo, what I always wanted to." Mom opened her mouth to speak and I smacked her in the face. "One word out of your cock sucking face hole, and you will regret being born a female," I snarled at her.Mom tried to pull her arm out of my vice-like grip, but I was too enraged. She looked petrified, but I didn't care. I looked into her eyes and smiled cruelly. I grabbed a pair of scissors from the small writing desk she used to send out thank you notes to her. And I knew, the moment I saw her—saw first her terrified gaze and then how quickly she turned away from me—that it had been a losing battle. And when we reached the point in the rehearsal when previously I had taken her out into the hall, as she saw me approaching she cowered against the door, one hand out-stretched before her as if to fend me off, whispering, “Please don’t…Please don’t…” I stopped very close to her and said, “Wait for me—right here—after rehearsal.” Then I turned away and.