Those nights were very, very long. They are with me yet. They will never leave me. My chest aches. My mouth is full of ashes. We killed the children a...d nothing comforts me, then or now.I waited for my brother and sisters to join me. I insisted that we search out a shaman. There would be a ceremony for the children killed in the destruction of the Sauk camp. But no--the shaman was proud, proud.He did not want to honor the slavers in any way. I shamed him. I walked behind him for a while saying. She quickly stepped back and adjusted her sari. The old man now looked at her arse. She was standing a little sideways to him, and when my mother stood sideways her large arse stood out very prominently. It was broad and well-rounded. It was pure heaven to watch her big arse jiggle as she moved around the house. Vasu’s mouth watered. He gulped and looked at this sex goddess whom he longed to take into his arms and… She wiped her face with her sari and looked at him through a corner of her eye.. "You look really hot today, Mrs. Robinson," he said."Hot?" He had never said that before."If you mean nice, Jeremy," I said, "Then thank you."I guess I did seem kind of hot to him. I was wearing a short-short plaid skirt and a white blouse.I wanted to look sexy and seductive for Mark.My secret lover.And now, as Jeremy stared boldly at me, I felt my face flushing."What do you want, Jeremy?" I said coldly. I didn't like the way he was looking at me.I had never noticed him looking quite like that. She's also showing off some cleavage too. That's when my brother in law will get up to 'start up' a conversation with his sister. I'll just watch him as he's looking at her cleavage, nipples and fat ass walking around in the kitchen. She has no idea he's checking her out. And she'll bend over in front of him and her tits will drag down her shirt and he'll see her tits hanging down nearly seeing her nipples exposed. He watches her all night.Two weeks ago I told my wife that he's watching and she.