"C'mon, let's mingle," I urged. "I'm hungry!" You're always hungry," he teased as we descended on the refreshments. He still only came up to my earlob...s, but he was slowly gaining on me.The Kool Aid pitcher was low, but I naturally went for a cup of the ice water anyway, and a fistful of what I presumed were oatmeal raisin cookies. At least none of the raisins moved.Mrs. Devers was gazing benignly over the gathering as Mike and I circulated, introducing ourselves. I did my best to follow Carl's. The banana was big. And mom slightly moaned.One of the gunda said: look the women is a complete slut she moans for a banana. The leader inserted 2 more bananas and started laughing.Some of them started eating the food along with ravi and raghu. Rahul was shooting everything.I was serving them food.The gang leader started biting mom’s boobs and slapping her cheeks. Another gunda started biting the other boob.One gunda started fingering mom’s asshole.Another gunda removed his lungi and placed his. .. She picked them up, started to toss them in the hamper.They were still damp. She knew she'd been horny when Gene pulled them off the night before, didn't think they'd still be wet. But they were soaked. She turned them over, saw a dried streak of her vaginal discharge spotted with wet circles. Maybe I was wetter than I realized, hmm... Tamara tossed them into the hamper and slipped into bed.Gene's flights were on time for a change, and he arrived in Las Vegas for the three week yawnfest. His heart sank when he suddenly realized it was Friday afternoon, and before he could dwell upon what she wanted, she stated her business, and quite tersely too. "Tomorrow morning on the dot of 8 a.m; same place, be there!" She turned without as much as a backward glance and left. He was left so physically exhausted, he had to grab a chair and sit down. Her threats were becoming unbearable, but then he remained at a loss for what to do about it. If he goes to Peggy, he reckoned he might.