Mary looked up at me. "Jay, hold Jen's hands down, I’m not finished yet."So here was my dilemma, helping mom by moving Mary away so she can come dow... from her orgasm, or listen to Mary and see what she had in store for my mom. I knew Mary well enough, that she meant no harm, so to my mom's surprise when I came over I pinned her arms to the ground."Jay, what are your doing, release me. Now!"Before I could respond Mary jumped in and said "Take it easy Jen, I know what I am doing. Barbie taught me. She came back and ask me for a coffee and i say thank and request her to come soon ,because we are pretty late for party.and calls from the friend is disturbing me..atlast she came with a beautiful saree and say chalo monu bahut time ho gaya, I say koi baat nahi,aap party me aaa rahe ho yahe bahoot hai.and started the car and we went to my farm house,where my friend are waiting for me.we just meet there and party got started.my boy friend and girls friend r drunkers and hence they started to. "Why? Why are you doing this to her?" My voice was weak and breaking. Pleading. Pathetic.He turned to me, and I saw a coldness on his face, a hardness in his voice. "Because we can, eddie. Because she belongs to us now." It was a simple, straightforward answer. Very matter of fact. "I wanted you to see this, eddie, I wanted you to have this image of her in your mind as you go on to your next training session. I want you to know what's being done to her; this will be part of you now, and I want. It's occupant, a single woman, lying on her stomach, face turned to me. At a glance, I made her out to be somewhere north of 50. A large woman, in a very plain one piece black bathing suit. The swimming suit color matched her hair,crow black and short cropped. The upper section of the suit was pulled down to her waist, exposing her pale white shoulders,back and arms. One could discern the loose rolls of her belly fat, skin pallid from the long winter, soft and exposed to the noon sun. It.