’ Blink ‘Good. My name is Janet and I’m a nurse at Sacred Heart. You’ve been in a very bad accident Mr. Buck. You can’t talk because you are...on a breathing machine. Do you understand?’ Blink. ‘You are doing much better than expected. I’m going to give you something to put you back to sleep now and we’ll take that tube out of your throat. As long as you begin breathing on your own it’ll stay out, so hopefully when you wake up we’ll be able to talk. Do you understand?’ Blink. ‘Good. See you. No dear here take my coat, we will go home clean you up and then call the constable. Her living father placed his coat on her shoulders, wrapped his arms around and the two of them walked home with tears in their eyes. By the next morning the three boys were arrested and sentenced to jail for a long time, unfortunately for them the fellow prisoners had daughters of Betsy’s age and did not take lightly to their raping her—they are at rest in the Prison’s Cemetery. Her mind snapped back to. She was still naked and showing her magnificent ass but on it she’d written, just above the ass cheeks: ‘This ass belongs to Rafael!’ and across the ass cheeks themselves: ‘Spank me, Fuck My Ass!’ Beneath the swell of her ass cheeks was written the words: ‘Rafael, you’re my Master!’ He looked up at her and she was blushing. ‘Thank you, Doctor Little, for the kindness of this.’ ‘You’re welcome, Rafael,’ she said softly. ‘You deserve it.’ She moved away then and he turned his attention to his. Anjali observed him and chatted with him online as the author to know his feelings about her and as expected he was totally excited by her presence.Vinod:What can I say Anjali? I’m enchanted by her beauty. She’s like the perfect Indian housewife with looks and her curves are something I can never take my eyes off. I wish she was my wife. I would have loved her night and day nonstop.Anjali:At this age I don’t think you can do much.Vinod: You underestimate me due to my age. All my life I have.