I got up, set my saree and blouse thinking about last night’s happenings as I looked at my son sleeping away as innocent.I got the breakfast ready f...r Rahul’s papa as he finished dressing and had his breakfast. Another 15 mins passed by and my hubby left for work. After I bid goodbye to him I went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes and as walked in I was shocked. There’s Rahul standing just beside the door and completely naked.Before I could get out of my shock, Rahul grabbed me and gave me. Sonia always liked you to spunk over her hand, legs or face and she'd invariably lick it all up afterwards. Sonia loved spunk!! Another of the girls was called Marcia and whereas Sonia was a bit older, Marcia was a lot younger, certainly still in her early years at school and very pretty with lovely long blonde hair. She had an older brother, my age, about fifteen, called Chris and it was him that usually brought her along. I liked Chris and we often wanked each other off, mostly in the park. A sweet smell came to her nostrils. A gas. Anesthesia? Poison? Surely not poison. If they meant for her to die, why go to the trouble? Just let her suffocate. Or die of thirst while they pissed on her coffin, her parched lips yearning for just one more taste. The smell filled her senses; her memories filled her dreams. Which was memory? Which was dream?Chapter 2 She was on her back, the floor wet around her. Her hair stank of piss, her mouth was filled with cock. Her legs. "Not exactly a castle is it?" She asked."No it's not. Do you mind if I ask you how you became homeless?" Well my parents died a long time ago. My grandmother took care of me but then she too died and I was left alone. I lived in her home but then I couldn't keep up with the bills, so I got a small apartment. Then, I lost my job and looked for another and then another and I couldn't get a job, at least not one that would pay the bills, so I became homeless. I work at a bakery downtown but it.