. agonizing ... painful ... torturous ... They kept chastising us for over two hours last night!" The beasts!" Yep, both of them. And George needs Dav... to coach him too, because with your attitude, Sherry, you're going to need chastising sometime soon. Your boobs are getting a bit big for your bra, girlie. Besides, once you get a taste of the ecstasy waiting for you at the Gates of Heaven..."Bob and Natalie gave as a very brief flash of what it was like. George and I both quivered for a few. Know-It-All Detective, for the only thing he'll throw back at you is that well-known shit-eating grin of his. A sure sign he was a-funning with you. Or didn't know he was a-funning with you. Take your pick.And, to spice things up a bit, there were the rumors... TWO RUMORS, to be exact. Two juicy ones, if you want to classify them.There was the one about Bertha Ann Withers. She was nine or so when she just up and got swallowed by the air. And the air wasn't telling where she was or giving her. One day I was at her place. I got aroused while watching her. So I went near her and grabbed her from behind. I started to caress her butt and started to press her breasts from her blouse. She gave me a smile and whispered in my ears, “Raj, Prakash is there in the other room. He might catch us. Wait till he is gone.”I was in no mood to wait as I was rock hard. I went outside and saw that Prakash bhaiya was doing some urgent office work. My aunt was not at home. I went inside again and unzipped. Not long after we sat back down I saw Harold bringing Lynn back to the table. She had a look on her face that I couldn't quite decipher. Not until they sat down and Harold pulled her thong panties out of his back pocket and held them up and spread them out to display them like a prize to the men beside me. It was obvious that he’d somehow removed them while they were on the dance floor. Harold was looking at me, daring me to say something, which of course I didn’tI was still getting over the.