And, maybe something more. I asked her “ ma please move your pallu to the other breast.” She looked at me gave a query look and complied. My mom w...s matching my moves. The attendant came and peeked in the window and his eyes then suddenly fell on my mom’s boobs. He couldn’t take his eyes for a min as he spoke to me. After refueling he came back and gave us the card back for us to sign. I asked my mom to sign it. As she bends down to sign it his eyes were on her exposed left breast and the deep. Those certainly weren’t Heather’s. Then Mrs. Murphy tried to get a look under Jessica’s skirt without the girls noticing sure enough she could see… She wasn’t quite sure what she saw. There was something sticking out of Jessica’s pussy and there were straps attached.Oh My God! She thought Jessica has a strap on up her pussy unless I am very much mistaken. But how could Heather not… The revelation struck her daughter and Jessica were … were. She couldn’t even think it. She quickly withdrew from. Jake." As he turned to signal the bartender, she quickly wiped the tears away and took a deep breath. Might as well pick this idiot's brain, considering he was just about the last half-human on the planet she hadn't spoken to. When he turned back around, she offered him a timid smile."This has gotta be the worst place in the entire Clouseau sector to pull that kinda shit. What'd you do... check your brains at the space dock?" Look, I already admitted I was an idiot, okay? Can we get over it?. ..until they get to the house. Once they get to the house, their identities and everything about them are ripped away forever...much like the clothing they are wearing. They don't exist anymore in their communities and are put through 'training' to become the perfect girls for the customers that visit the house.And there are people that help this man get what he wants. Sometimes they can be lovers scorned...other times it can be parents going through financial strains and see they have no other.