It must be the remote. There was no way she could pull it out to check. It would raise too many questions instantly. The white plastic looked more med...cal than cell phone or tech gadget. She had no idea what it would be beeping about. Cindy paused in her story for a moment in reaction then kept going like nothing happened. Did she need to breathe? After about half a minute or so, the remote beeped again. Cindy looked like she might say something but still kept right on going about the other. The door crashed open and Ed entered, knocking Megan down on the floor of the pool house. He hit her hard on the head, once and then again before grabbing her ankle and unceremoniously dragging the girl, legs splayed, back to where her mother was being choked. Catherine's face was turning a bright red and Megan thought that her actions might now mean a death sentence for both of them. She started to scream, hoping that help would come from somewhere. She resorted to pleading, succeeding at last. We had a free hour that day. To my surprise she took my palm and kept it in her thighs and told me “Enniku ariyam neenaku ethu eshtam annenu”( I know that you like this a lot). But I started to move my hands deep inside her thighs.I stopped when I was about to reach her panty, she looked at me and told “Da nee thotu nokiko nalla rasam thodan” ( you can touch them, its very soft and lovely to touch ) and I got courage from some and I moved my hands deep I reached her panty, it was very warm, and. .in the start it was all vulgar reading all that but then after i started reading new and new stories interest started to develop and then my outlook towards people changed…i started observing women’s behavior closely and understood about who are in need of sex or basically terming i could co relate the people from stories and people around me…(my email: )Then what caught my eye the most was my maami..i started developing crush towards her body…i started reading incest stories more and more and.