.. itself." Chester seemed to acknowledge that the lack of a name could be awkward, but moved on. "So whatever it is, we'll get through it." He looked...at Em. "In the meantime, we need to keep you safe, because the same thing's gonna happen next year."It still sounded like Chester was underselling it. And he looked anxious.Em's forehead wrinkled. "So the ceremony ... keeps him from crossing over? How?" I don't know," Chester answered, shrugging. "The ceremony itself isn't documented anywhere,. I said, you know why youre here, RIGHT? Rachel nodded sheepishly. You hurt us once. Hurt me once. And were ready to do it again. Now, I cant have that, Rachel. I cant have someone spit in my face and then smile around town, completely unscathed. No one would respect me, right? She kicked again at the captive girls knees. Rachel screamed and then nodded again. So were here to do something Ive wanted to do for a while. Were here to teach you a lesson. Are you afraid? Rachel nodded soundlessly.. He graciously took the hint, and left the “youngsters” for whatever huge room in his cottage happened to have the home theatre. Meanwhile, Sue intensified her interest in making conversation with Paul, and Paul tried his best to be sociable. As expected, Sue was hanging on Paul’s words. Paul was finding it difficult to keep the conversation going without getting lost in imagining a physical encounter with this woman. He wasn’t much impressed so far with some aspects of her personality, but the. She had her saree slanting in front over her white fleshy waist and had tucked in her saree palettes about two inches below her navel. “You look bomb-shell, Maa.” I said. Maa smiled suggestively. Our eyes met with a longing desire a forbidden desire. I took my darling mother in my arms. She embedded her self to me as if she was my real wife. As I started feeling her ample body she started breathing heavy. She felt more arousing from over that silk saree. I rubbed my face in her neck on her.