I smoked couple of cigarettes there, and attended some calls at my cell phone. It was about an hours time by now, thought I should start a walk again ...ack. As I was just about to stand, I had noticed a lady coming from the same pathway. No one was accompanying her. She sat on the next bench that was there couple of meters away. She was looking gorgeous, dressed by salwar kameez. Her age could be assumed between 28 to 35 yrs. Her body statistics were like: breast of 38″ and the butt of the same. You have to show that you wantto help put this guy away if they're gonna believe that you havenothing to do with his activities." Maggie grabbed the file and hidit away before signaling for a nearby busboy. "Let them know we'reready to order."Ruth took a deep breath before speaking out once again, her tone alittle more relaxed. "You said Tammy is still working. Is it for thatattorney?"Maggie nodded. "Yup, same guy. He actually helped me get some of thisinfo on Demetrius, too." And...the 'second. So they thought they would raise there son as obedient men to women. When the man comes of age they would start turning them into the sex slave for the mothers. Although they planted seeds of the men enslavement through out their life. They didn’t tell them of this arrangement till they came of legal age. Most were easily broken. Gene therapy was made so they wouldn’t have mutated children. The daughter was told the secret of the town early. Women would share their enslaved sons with each. Usually it meant a severe ass pounding with tons of degrading words to whomever he was barebacking. He preferred doing his damage with you on all fours, bent over a chair or couch, or somewhere secluded outdoors where no one could hear you scream out in pain. The louder you moaned or screamed, the harder the pounding. Just thinking about it made my ass throb.He asked what I was up to, I took a picture of me jerking off in a chair with my legs up and apart and sent it to him. He laughed and we.