He slammed me into a barrel and pinned me there he was undressing me with his eyes. He moved his hand over my breasts and squeezed them as he pushed h...s body closer to mine. "Aren't you a pretty thing." he chuckled as he sheathed his cutlass and used one free hand to feel up my dress. "I get her after you Jones you hear.Its been too long since we been to Tortuga" said the other man with the cutlass.My molester had now bent me over a barrel and had moved my dress well nigh over my head and I. She loves her only son from a previous marriage a little too much, but worse than that her son is one of the most lazy, self centered and immature people I have ever met.She does too much for him and he takes full advantage of this , at first it was very important for me to get along with him but as time has shown he has not really accepted me.. much to my dissapointment.I will call him Craig [names changed to protect the guilty] he is in his mid twenties, he has a girlfriend/fiancee also in. Then leaving Jack to continue his practice, Jim took his own clubs and began to warm up.The guys agreed to play a best-ball match with Ken Carlson and Mike Morris playing against Jim and Jack. As they were getting ready to tee off, Jim took Jack’s hand, gripped it and said, “Welcome to the Conroy family, Jack. Hank told me what a wonderful time Sam had with you last night. I don’t have to tell you she loves you more than life itself. However, I want you to know that Hank and I think you’re. At the table the conversation was mostly three sided. I really didn't have anything to add to the subject. I did gathered that after dinner we where going back to their place. As we drove I asked my wife why we where going over to Ben and Becky's. I had a good idea why but had to ask. My wife had her legs crossed and when she started to answer me she squeezed them together tightly. She said you need me to spell it out or can you guess? That again, I almost whined. Yes said yes and don't you.