.. hemming you up... between the three ofthem... so close... that you can feel them... pressing against you...and surrounding you... from all sides......the warmth... and the heat...from their bodies... underneath their clothes... you can even smell...their unwashed scent... and the sweat... the unfamiliar smell...emannting... from their male body odor... as they start running theirhands... up and down... and all over you... "wail... guess whut?... duhthree uhh us... wee gonna fuck yew fust.... “ If you’ll excuse me Mrs Parsons, but Charity and I should really get going”“ Oh nonsense, lovely Charity and I were just catching up. How about you be a dear and go start up your car and wait for her, it gets dreadful cold this time of year and you know how problematic that can be to an automobile”“ Yes ma’am”, Chet said sheepishly and gave me a peck on the cheek and headed out to the parking lot.I couldn’t very well be rude raised as properly as I was. There was alos no way I would create. " Said the Arab looking man with the name Ahib on the breast of his shirt.Beth opened the door completely allowing the men to enter. With the three of them standing in her hallway, she remembered that she was nude except for the robe that didn't cover much of her body. It was held together by a slash that was wrapped around her waist. The bottom of the robe came to well above her knees. It wasn't a robe that she would normally wear for anyone other than her husband.The two men noticed her. Carmine would never do anything to cause pain for Ruben. Even going to prison was to spare him the pain of seeing his father in jail. Carmine told me that and I believed him. He gave up his freedom partly to spare his son.I looked again at the clock and saw that I had a little over an hour to go. I knew that they were together now, probably sitting at home and catching up on the past. Ruben had so much he wanted to tell his father and so many things a son wanted to ask of his father. I was.