Even more disgusting, they were nice people. "It didn't matter how great a salesman he was," Rudy told himself pedantically, "I couldn't do that to th...se nice people."And that's how the evening went, up to a point. Sometime that night everything got cloudy. He remembered dancing a lot with one of the wives whose husband didn't like to dance. And he danced with the nurses. That memory black out cursed him the next morning.Rudy awoke with a hangover. As he tried to focus his eyes on the ceiling. But what if Birgit hadn’t died? What if I’d lived with her for a year in Sweden? Then I might well have married her as I’d planned back then. And if I’d done things slightly differently, I’d be married to Becky by now, or at least planning a wedding.I sighed, “True. So what do you think?”“I have no idea. I’m almost twenty-three and I don’t know for sure if I could handle the kind of relationship that she’s contemplating. Sofia’s nineteen and doesn’t know. Penny’s not even sixteen. My concern. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily. I slowly bent towards her ears and whispered, “did you like it, mother?” “yes my son,” she replied softly. “will you let me do it again later?” “yes, my son, if it makes you happy.” And I kissed her soft ass and got up as she laid like that, naked and bare assed, on the same spot where my father had raped her brutally in the ass a few nights before. I loved to see her in the Marathi sari where the end of her Anchal was hitched between her. Kara had her eyes closed as the women kept rubbing the warm water over her body, she felt a hand slip down between her legs and caress her pussy, her eyes shot open to see diana smiling at her and before she could say anything diana leaned in and softly kissed her, she was frozen for only a moment and the kissed back feeling how soft and gentle dianas lips were and the feel of her fingers gentle teasing her pussy, karas hands staring moving over dianas body feeling how tight and toned it was.