Edna guided Missy to the couch, sat down next to her, and offered her a glass of wine from the tray she had placed on the coffee table earlier. ... ?Umm, Edna, I don’t drink,? Missy said, nervously. ?This is just wine, dear,? Edna said, pressing the glass on the reluctant girl. ?It will help you relax. Just sip a little. You’ll like it.? ?But Reverend Handlemann says it’s evil.? ?If it were evil, would Jesus have turned water to wine?? ?But his mother made him do. “No, Ma’am. That is Midshipman Krabbel of Archa. He is a wonderful and resourceful person, with a warm heart ... so I heard.”Of course Sif had heard of Admiral Stahl. The man and the frightful spider came straight over to their table.Only now did she notice Rex Schwartz, standing waving and motioning the famous Admiral. “Why don’t you have a seat with us, Old Warhorse? We got room for you and your Archa friend.”Stahl had a voice as deep as Hogun. There also was an unexplainable undertone of. Kneeling, arms tied behind backs, sometimes gagged with material or a plastic ball, sometimes blindfolded, other were hogtied, left to squirm around the floor, others spreadeagled on double beds, legs wide ready to receive an eager prick.As Ben looked at the pictures he realised his Mother didn't look like that at all and it disappointed him. Her drab clothing, flat shoes and unkempt appearance weren't as appealing to him as the made-up women, submissive and bound in sexy skirts, stockings and. Since Mom and Daughter had acute resemblance. I was continuously staring at them. Specifically their butts and boobs. So much so that mom had to actually tell me to concentrate on my breakfast. One key thing I had noticed was, since we had started from Delhi mom was having her pallu very low. Almost revealing one of her blouse covered breast. Shamelessly, I stared at her part exposed boob and said “OK”. It seemed that me staring at her did not matter.Here I would want to mention that my mom is.