He dropped my skirt and pulled my panties down over my stockings.He said, “I still love you as much as I ever did, Jan.”He took my foot in his han...s and slipped my heel off. He sighed as he felt my nylon covered foot caress his face. I kicked off my other shoe and ran my nylon clad foot over his oozing glans, down the long shaft to his balls. My pussy was oozing my own secretions. He moved up between my legs and sucked my protruding clit into his mouth. I knew I wouldn’t last long with him. .. don’t ... ohhhh.’He pulled on the nipple and rolled it around. ‘Mom, is this what I should do? Do you like it? Please say you do.’‘Stop! You must stop this instant.’It was clear to Chris, his mother was not going to make it easy for him. Next stage, he thought, as he retrieved the handcuffs from his pocket and snapped the cuff on the wrist he was holding.Her head shot round and stared at the handcuffs. ‘What ... where?’‘Recognise them? Sorry, Mom, I borrowed them from Dad’s bedside. Hell, I didn't care, I was going West to have FUN!Father was taken aback a bit by my choice of goals for my life, but he heaved a sigh of relief that I was not going to be around to make trouble for Julius. He gave me $500 and a train ticket out of town and washed his hands of me.Mother was somewhat less than pleased that I was leaving. She had already picked out a bride for me and was in the process of planning the wedding. It wasn't that she did not want me to go, it was a disappointment to. "He left you?" No." You left him?" In a way, yes. Yes, I left him." Again, Deepali, what is it you want?" That's complicated," she said, sucking in a deep breath as if there was a lot to explain. "First, I want you to forgive me. I don't deserve it, but that's what really makes it forgiveness. I was just gullible and infatuated and flattered and fueled by adrenalin. I never should have taken up with him. Second, I want you to forgive yourself. You did nothing wrong, before or after that awful.