There had to be another explanation. Other explanations notwithstanding, I was in deep shit and sinking fast. The question in my mind was how far they...would go. Let's face it; the FBI did have ways of extracting information from people. They usually stopped short of torture, we outsource most of that to the CIA and wait for the written report to come back, carefully edited of course. But there were a variety of drugs, plus hypno-techniques and the like, that they could and would use if they. Boli kya matlab mai bola mom kyo banti ho aur maine turant hi unkie boobs ko dabkar kaha yahan bhara hai na wo boli chal hat bahar ja yahan se. Maine kaha mujhe to pina hai bahut din bad mauka mila hai na aur mai unhe apni bahon me lekar brra ka hookkhol diya aur bra ko alag kar diya phir unhe bed par dhakka de diya aur un par chad gaya bola mom aaj masti lene do aur tum bhi anand lo. Aur unke boobs ko daba diya aur bola man ja phir mai unke ke bade bade mast boobs ko bari bari chus raha tha.. " Mommy wiped numbing gel into her abused back door. "I promised Anthony that I'd let his scout troop earn their gang bang merit badges tonight." I'm so sick of those mean old Trojans picking on you two," Christi fretted as she wiped the dried baby batter off Kathy's tear-streaked face. "Couldn't Officer Ray arrest them or something?" It's not against the law," Mommy corrected, "and, anyway, you know perfectly well that it's an honour to suffer for the pleasure of others." Not that those poor. I respond with "I hope there is some left…" run the water a bit to find out its barely room temperature. I apologize to her and offer for her to take the rest of my hot water. I could get out and give her privacy. She makes a sound as if she is thinking and then asks if she could just join me. I began to think to myself no fucking way. I want to say no so I don’t complicate things but what kind of man would deny a woman a hot bath? I say "Sure."She flings back the shower curtain to get a look.