I closed the door behind me and crossed the lawn on a diagonal to get around the fence. When I opened the door, the conversation cut off and all heads...turned to look at me. I looked back and I knew that I’d been the topic of conversation.“By all means,” I said, “please continue. What’s the morning’s topic of conversation? Last night’s party or my condition this morning?”“A little of both,” Mom said lightly.I took a seat at the empty seat and winced a little at the movement this caused in my. Nas told me if I seriously wanted the job I could start tomorrow and Ithanked her and asked her what time I should get there, promising to beearly.I then went home to face Rita, wearing my Burqa.Rita was shocked to see a Muslim woman in a burqa entering our house andwas only slightly calmed when she realised it was me, Bea."What are you doing wearing a burqa, Bea?"I explained how I was being harassed by the boys and how Nas had given mea burqa and I had ended up becoming a Muslim."You told me. "But they told Me to call it that! Ididn’t Want to do any of those nasty things!" My eyes were watering upand I know I was on the verge of losing it. What shehad said and begun to sink in and I began to question My entire being,who I was, or thought I was! "But the fact is YOU DID THEM! " Shemoved close and put both of her hands on my cheeks. She tilted My headup to look at hr again. "You used to wear Your Mothers panties and bradidn’t You Pussy? Now Your wearing panties again! Don’t blame. Her pussy tingled excitedly as she recalled what Lena had told her about Rodney, about how he had made her cum ten times in one night with his magnificent penis. Would he ask her, Sharon, to fuck him tonight? She wanted to, after what Lena had told her, but what of Neal? She wouldn't forsake her husband, the man she still loved, for Rodney Alvaro -- even for one evening; no, she would remain with Neal tonight. His cock was lovely and large, too -- how well she knew it! Perhaps Neal was not as.