"Why mom? Let her cum. Lets find out if we can find a way to exploit that."Next day mom invited a few of her clients over and rather than fucking them... she introduced them to the idea of fucking my wife while my mother helped and watched. Most guys loved the idea of two girls and everybody loved the idea of mother-in-law introducing her son't wife to prostitution.Debbie made $400 that night.When mom saw the last client off, she came to the bedroom. Mom and I always slept together. We cuddled. "But we need to see proof about the state of your pussy. Trimmed? Shaved? Hairy? Bald? Which is it?"Victoria was not so much offended that they were asking these personal questions ( after all, it was a high school initiation and she accepted that pledges get stripped and humiliated ). No, it was that these guys needed proof and would not take her word for it. Nonetheless, she felt she had to comply and so she dropped her pink panties and let them lay at her ankles while two of the guys. I think he must have over exerted himself and had a heart attack.”“So how did you surv, well maybe not survive but how come your still here?”“Master, I am afraid that although this slave has been trained to find release in her pain her old Master often enjoyed giving this girl more pain than she could cope with. This girl let her Master down by going some place else when it hurt too much. When she went there it was often like she was able to look at her Master and his slave from outside of her. " He just stared at me with that "yeah, right" expression and I could clearly see Gary through that Indian face for the first time since we had all put these damn things on. "Ok, none of that matters. You can't just run out on me. I need you." "Listen to yourself, and if you don't mind would you please let go of my hand, Mike?" I looked down at the table and sho-nuff, oh God, I'm holding his hand. How in the hell had that happened? "Sorry ... sorry about that. Crap! I didn't know I had done.