I wanted to be strong, but the terror was so great. More shouts echoed. I heard the pops of guns. I cringed, my shoulders hunching inward. The strong ...and guided me forward as the tears spilled down my face.I was pushed against something cold. Metal. A car. The door was wrenched open and I was shoved into the backseat. The man hopped into the driver seat. The car started as I shuddered in the back. More gunshots erupted behind me as the car drove forward.“A-are you...?” I trembled. “I...”“It's. The McGregor clan marked "Paid in full" to that squad of goons forcing them all to make for the closest harbor and boarding the next ship out on the high tide for the new world. A short stay in New York City convinced them that the big city life was not for them and they made their way on a ship around the horn to land in the promised land of San Francisco, a city rumored to be paved with streets of gold and opportunities beyond compare. Unfortunately, they discovered the gold was hidden away. A short black skirt, a form fitting white blouse buttoned to just that right spot, where you see the voluptuous swell of hills and the start of a deep valley. You know just enough to show the black lace edge of my bra. And of course killer high heeled pointed shoes. As I enter the bar I’m hit with everything all at once, my senses are assaulted. From the dark smoky alcohol filled air that affects my eyes, nose, and lungs. To the beat of the music which I feel throbbing in my pussy. To the whine. I guess it was the knowing that I shouldn`t be looking at her in her nakedness, with her being unaware; but I could not help it, something made me watch.Suddenly I noticed that I had my hand on my Penis and I had an erection and was masturbating over her. She was facing sideways on to me, so I could see her naked profile, as her hands were caressing the shampoo through her greying hair. Obviously I knew she was a large woman; I had lived with her all my life. But seeing her like this;.