"Of course," he went on, "Ivan did not survive to tell us his side of that story, but if it was true, then that young woman was in deeper trouble than...even we knew. Our interrogations differ in content as to what the end result of Miss Khodorovsky's rape was intended to be. Some say she was to be raped by Uncle, then filmed in vivid color as she was passed around to all his thug friends. Afterwards, she would be sent home to daddy so he could fully experience the shame and degradation they'd. . That’s why I need to get out of it.”“DO it, then,” I said.“I am. Calling the realtor tomorrow. Following you home today. If you want me to...”“Long drive in the morning, Beck.”“If I’m a little late, nobody’s in a position to say anything.” She looked at me solemnly, like she was working up courage. “You meant it. This weekend, I mean.”“I did.”“I’m following you home, then. I’m not ready to spend a night in this house by myself any more. I hope you understand...”“Understand? More like ‘hope’. We stayed like that for another few minutes, until I heard Jill whisper again "So, do you want to see how a big, thick, cock like that fills a little pussy?"Jill glanced up with a look of disbelief on her face again "Okay" she replied nervously again.Then Jen got her to stand up and move to my bed, I quickly laid back on the bed, before Jen quickly kicked off her tracksuit bottoms and blue panties and then showed off her bald little smooth snatch to both us before she climbed up onto the bed,. Raghu was not even looking at his mother. He sat silently with his head down and eating silently. Shobha was busy serving and sometimes asking him weather he wants curry to which he just nodded positively or negatively.Once he has finished his dinner, he started to move to his room. My wife looked at me as if to stop him. I adjust my voice and said – “Raghu wait.” He looked at me querying.Me: we need to talk can you come here.Shobha again looked at me. Come to our room we need to talk- saying.