’ I did as I was commanded, noting that the bottles on ‘zee top shelf’ contained much better quality champagne than that served up to the client.... ‘What a good boy you are, Raymon, so willing, so kind and ‘elpful.’ She poured the wine and for twenty minutes, we drank until the bottle was empty. Madame discoursed on the need for relaxation and pleasure. By the end of the bottle, we were slurring our speech slightly, I had to concentrate so as not to seem drunk, and Madame’s French accent showed. Her boobs were now pressing against his shoulders. Raj then shifted a little and placed his left hand on mom’s boob. He started to press it gently from over her blouse. Mom quickly held his hand but did not push it away. She said- “uff! Ye kya kar rahe ho? Main to mazak kar rahi thi!!”. but Raj kept squeezing it slowly and gently.He said- “main to bas theek se dekh raha hun!”.Mom- “nahi na! plz!”. But she was not even pushing his hand away. He started pressing harder and mom was now breathing. As we left the theater, Sarah took my arm in hers and held me tight as we found her mother’s car. We sat in the back seat close together as we drove back to her house, our thighs touching the entire way. The feeling of this closeness gave me goose bumps, and I wasn’t sure what to expect because Sarah had never acted this way.Sarah’s mom asked is we wanted anything when we got home. Sarah shook her head saying she was bushed and was ready for bed. She took my hand and led me to her room, locking. I tried to scream, but one hand clamped on my mouth, and one on my neck. As my vision grayed out I quit trying to scream and he let go of my throat. I breathed in gulps of air and tried to think of everything they had taught us in class about self defense. I tensed my legs under me, prepared to spring up and head butt the guy in the jaw, but before I could one of the guys by the fire jumped over and grabbed my legs. I tried to kick, and writhed trying to break and limb loose, tried to hit,.