Prostituting.’ ‘You think I’m a prostitute?’ She laughed an empty laugh. ‘Aren’t you? I just want the truth.’ He turned her to face him,...�� I love you and because I love you, I haven’t pushed. Tonight seeing the look of defeat in your eyes, the bruises, the things from the table knocked down, I have to ask. Why are you doing this?’ ‘Curtis some things in life you just can’t understand. What is going on in my life are things you shouldn’t question. You can help me this way. I have to figure this. "Yes, I know about swinging." Flo smiled and took her top off and now was as naked as I was. My cock still hard as steel as we sat next to each other. I was thinking we would masterbate ourselves. That is all I thought would happen. Flo talked about the early years of her marriage with gramps and how they would hang with these swingers. Flo talked about watching gramps fuck other women and she would take other men. Flo mentioned that a couple of times there would be as many as six or eight. She had a troubled look on her face but I kept convincing her.Me: Problem kya hai bhabhi? Abhi toh kisi ke aane mein bahut time hai. (What’s the problem? It’s still gonna be a long time till somebody comes back.)Bhabhi(very timidly): Ok, but mai thodi si hi piyungi. Mujhe uska taste bhi nahi pasand. (Ok, but I won’t have much. I don’t like it’s taste either.)Me(thrilled about it): Yes sure, jitna aapka mann kare bas utni. (Drink however much you want to)Saying this I quickly washed my face.. Feeling suddenly very pissed at her temerity, he reached down and grabbed both her fleshy globes, digging in his fingers without a thought for what the girl was going through. The girl apparently was going through a lot, too much infact for her to put up any meaningful resistance to this extension of the violation of her body. She pushed against his hands, her toned muscles proving rather ineffectual as her mind grappled with the multiples sources of pain and humiliation. Paras didn't.