In the mean time I'm paying out several people at so much a week, I give the money to the ladies I'm having sex with, I don't know or care if they've ...old their husbands, I'm not fucking their husbands.I had met Des at the restaurant where I usually took the moms after an overnighter. I was there on a rare Saturday when I was alone. Sitting at the counter with a mouthful of egg, I was brought back to the present when I heard. "What happened, strike out or go broke?" It was Desiree, she still. Oooooiiiiiiiiiii………hhhhhaaaayyyy………..yea kiya kar diya………….kaha” or badan ko ragartay howa ghassay laga nay lagi”Main bhi bari batabi say uskay hoonto ko choosay ka raha tha, or phir un say bardasht nahi howa, unho nay meri pant our meri underwear sath hi nichay kardi, or jazbaat main aa kar apni thigh’s ko eik jhat kay say khoola……….“Eik tang pushat par………..or…………eik fasaly par pari maiz rakhi tu cherrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr…………..kar kay unka bayhad tight pajama udhar gaya or bilkul unki choot. He didn't seem to worry that Kelly would have her right hand free. He then turned to Carol."Take your blouse and bra off," he ordered.This was too much for Kelly. She began sobbing hysterically. This man was going to rape her mother and she couldn't control her fear.Carol made a move to console her daughter."Get back on the couch slut," the man bellowed out at Carol. "And you better tell your little girl to shut up or I'm going to start with her."Kelly immediately began swallowing her sobs for. At some point early Wednesday morning I went to our bedroom and got some sleep, which was not easy considering the sounds of the guys grunting and Lindsey moaning coming from the next room. I woke up at first light to find the house still filled with guests from Compton, a long line of them still waiting their turn to use the moaning brunette in the guest room.I decided I'd better check on Lindsey. I was surprised that she was no longer tied to the bed. She was on her back with a guy under.