Although just on one cheek, no perfume and no unfettered breasts. "A few years ago, we lived in a town called Mohave, in California. My father worked ...or an aerospace company that had a lab near there."One day there was an accident at the lab." Her eyes bored into mine. "He was killed, so were a lot of others. They took Mom and some of the others who'd lost family members to see it. Afterwards, Mom cried for days and days; more than when she first heard Dad was dead."I decided that mentioning. Amy said, "So Dad this is what you like to do."I started to say something and she said, "Shut the fuck up and let me talk. I know Mom doesn't fuck you except once a year on your birthday and I have a feeling she has several lovers on the side. Before today I felt bad for you and now after seeing your tiny cock and experiencing what you like to do I feel sorry for Mom." I started to say something and she slapped me across the face.She said, "I should tell Mom and get your loser ass out of our. As I got closer to the place I started to notice the bodies. They looked like locals, and from what I could see, they’d been shot in the back. Some of them were women and children. The younger children looked to be alive, though dazed at what had happened to their parent. A couple started to cry as I stepped past them.The sight tugged at my heart. As I moved forward, pressing on and moving carefully up the hill, I called back to Gogra over my throat mic. I told him what I had found, and. I saw men dressed in pink as baby girls and many others dressed abstractly, but all were dressed to be exposed to maximum humiliation for the titillation of their dominant mistresses. We followed the flow to a large hall with raised central stage. There we were greeted by Anita, who was sat facing the guests with another woman next to her, middle aged and sexy, her plump thighs crossed. The woman smiled contentedly as she looked down at her naked male who knelt, leashed and hooded, between.