What I did next I still don’t know why I did it. I just pushed my palm inside the left cup of her bra and fondled her breasts for 3-4 seconds. Then ...uddenly I realized the act that I committed. I took out my hand. I was expecting a terrible reaction from Amrita. But quite shockingly to me she just looked at me blankly and had a smirk on her face.Anyways that was the Holi day. And we never spoke about the incident neither did she ever ask me why I did it or anything. I was kind off confused as. I walked past him and asked for the time, kicking sand into the bag and yes he was filming, time told, I then suggested he wank himself and leave before I called the police, as I know what he had been doing all day.I did this by deliberatly squatting in front of the lens a full screen view of my pussy, as he recorded my voice, I then dropped my finger down and simulated a female masturbatory action, slowly and deliberately, encouraging him to do it while he had time, smiled and walked off to. “What are you talking about?” she asked, her eyes puzzled, a shopping bag in one hand.“I thought you might have decided to become a Jihadist bride,” I said.“A what?”“Never mind. What did you buy? A chador?”“A what?” my confused daughter asked again.I laughed. “Forget it. So you bought something. What?”Sia smiled. “It’s for you,” she announced, handing me the bag.Digging in, I pulled out a large sweatshirt, royal blue with a Mexx logo. “Very nice. Thanks.”“You’re welcome. I’m gonna change.. Since then, her job has been running the high-end brothels while her two sons were responsible for recruiting street-level drug dealers and keeping them supplied with merchandise. Our stooges were fairly certain their uncle ‘E’, kept Marcy’s kids well supplied with dope and other illegal narcotics. Marcy also worked with Guido using her high-end call girls and a video camera to help extort politicians and high level law enforcement officials. Her motto was, ‘Why pay for something when we can.