I was sure mother would come in soon – and she did. She, too, had had a bath, washed her hair that was still wet. It smelled sweet in a delicate fem...nine perfume. She was dressed in a white cotton saree with large maroon printed flowers and a maroon blouse.She wore a bindi and no jewelry other than her Mangalsutra, which married Indian women always wear as a sacred symbol of marital fidelity to their husbands. That was another of my mother’s interesting quirks, wearing her marital status. They began dancing again and I noticed Beth grin a little as she realized that I was nervous as well. "I would like for you to kiss Alan too Beth." Beth looked at me in disbelief. I nodded slightly and she turned back to Alan. She looked down and then she looked into his eyes and kissed him. She continued dancing although I was certain that she was trembling too. She continued to kiss him as they danced another song. The kisses and became more open and passionate. They embraced each other. She said the bruising to Allie’s cheek, lips and breast were consistent with her story.Mrs Worsley gave them her statement as well which was corroborated by Mr Hearst. She also went and collected Allie’s music which she dropped off at her house on the way home.The police took Danny back to the station to make his statement. That was clearly a thought out move to increase his nervousness. They would notify his parents when to collect him. Mr Hearst told him that he was suspended until further. At the far end of the basement, behind boxes and unused furniture, he found Christine hanging from the X-shaped cross. Shannon was still working on her with a dildo.“So what are you doing here with the filthiest whore in the entire state?” Jake asked Shannon.“She’s disgusting, isn’t she,” Shannon said. “I’ll want to wash afterward.”Jake sensed a slight increase in arousal from Christine, but the novelty was gone. She knew they were only saying it for her sake. Of course, she was right. For his.