I was trapped.She came marching back after about 2 minutes with a belt. "Get your pants down now." She said in a very serious tone. "No. Please. I'll ...e good." I begged to her.I backed up against the wall as tears streamed down my face. I didn't know what was about to happen, but I knew it wasn't good. I was very scared.She moved closer and pointed the belt towards me."You'd better pull em' down now or I'll beat you for an hour, boy!" She screamed.I didn't need to be told anymore. I swiftly. I’m certainly not marrying before then and he’s certainly going to jail for a very long time.”“He apologized to you?”“For the trouble it caused, not for what he did. That’s what I expected from him.”“OK. Remember, I’ll be in Pittsburgh tomorrow.”“I wish you would let me send you on the Gulfstream.”I shook my head, “No. You know my feeling about that. For something like what happened with Jason and Abbie, I can see it. But for this? No.”“Well, have a good time at the game, and forget everything. Next day when I went there to check for the book again … it was not there… from that day onwards I used to check daily for any updates in that rack.From that day onwards I found some changed in myself, the most important past of it was my way of looking at my mom … I used to see her in a sexy manner. My mom her breast was huge big like big watermelon with full of juice and her hips also well round and big though she was slim. Her body size was bust 96, waist 61, hips 99.When ever I get a chance. "That was what you always wanted, wasn't it?" Yes. I just had to follow a tortuous path to get to it."She nodded as she appreciated the irony of the situation. "I have something of yours. I found it in the glove compartment when the car had to go in for service. I've no idea what it is but I thought it might be important." She reached into her bag and produced the asset tag."It's a GPS tracker," I told her. "It sends information about its location to a computer at Sheridan's." Oh," she gasped.