.. he’s bound to show himself soon, you keep on this track and we’ll flush him out.” As the older woman’s chariot disappeared down the lane, h... craned his neck to view the pretty female as she showed her three castrated males the pleasure of her whip, her lithe femininity and blonde hair tempered by the spite she showed her charges, teasing some arousal from Trellis as he let his guard down ... fatally. He heard a crack behind him, and lifted to his knees in fear, turning to find two grinning. It was an old bungalow type house and I peeped from window and saw a man with my mom. He was from her village and was a hawaldar in state reserve police. We used to call him Mamaji but I saw him constantly touching my mom at wrong places like pressed her boobs, squeezed her ass or finger it. Mom was avoiding but he grabbed her, kissed her and pulled her sari down. Mom finally got up and removed her saree, blouse and bra but remained in petticoat. He too removed his shirt and banyan and opened. "Honey, ya have got ta give up yer notions about bein' able ta do everythin' yerself! This is exactly what I was referrin' to when I asked ya ta start usin' bodyguards. Ifen ya had a man ridin' 100 yards ahead of ya an' another one ridin' 100 yards behind ya, this sort of thin' might not happen." I hear what you say, Honey, but I'd feel less a man if I had to have a lot of protection around me. I can take care of myself. I don't need a lot of bodyguards." Yeah, I can see that. Ya've already. I am good with a rifle but Lucille was better. My daddy always said that gun control was being able to hit what you aim at and Lucille sure some more gun control. After about an hour of cleansing my thought processes, I was ready to do some scheming. We then headed back to my office for some comfortable chairs and a couple of Lone Star longnecks.Back at the office I asked the two of them if they wanted their revenge fast and mean or slow and painful. Slow and painful won out by a long stretch..