But that was the whole idea.Vasu moved a little aside. “You too slap,” he told Raghu, who joined him quite willingly. So the two men stood on eith...r side of her huge buttocks and started slapping her. Slap, slap.“Aiyo…madi…sar…” she begged after a while.But the men would not stop.“Please…”Slap. Slap. The cheeks of her over-sized chandi grew red.Finally, Vasu stopped and said, “Pour some oil on her arse.”The younger man retrieved the bottle on the table. Now it was only half full.“Pour all of it. If they also woke up sane after the creature died, as he had, then he obviously shouldn’t kill them. But if they were still Infected, then his only chance at survival was to kill them now, silently, as they slept.Unfortunately, it turned out that a few of them were actually conscious, and his quiet, whispered cursing had drawn their attention. Four of them near him sat up and looked around. He hadn’t had time to hide -- ‘hide where?’ was an issue he never had time to address -- but they did no. For several minutes, they rolled in the snow like young kids. When Jessie called a truce, Chad helped her up, brushing the snow off for her.Jessie's mom had invited them over for dinner that evening. After a quick change into dry clothing, Jessie packed up the dessert she had prepared earlier that day, and off they went. Jessie enjoyed the many decorations that were out for the holiday. Chad smiled as she turned her head from side to side in hopes of not missing a thing. To him, she lit a room. . you know ... discover my secret?” I said looking up suddenly realizing there was no intention of trying to fool these men – there was every intention that I was going to be exposed - literally and figuratively – as Mister Gamboni smiled at my realization.“You will work for tips and tips only – so the sluttier you are the more you can make. At the end of the night, you will tip out just like the dancers do, which means you pay for the privilege of working here. So you pay the house 10% of what.