Is tarah mahina gujar gaya ek sunday ko maine aarti ko bola aarti mera movie dekhne ka man hai kya tum chalogi wo man hi man bhut kush hui but wo mana...karne lagi ki mai late ho jaungi to maa pareshan hogi fir mere paas kapde bhi nahi hai maine bhi socha baat to sahi hai koi dekhega to kya sochega .Fir jane mere man me kya aaya maine aarti se kaha kuch nahi hoga chalo is baar wo jhat se maan gayi waha se nearest hall kareeb 2 hr par tha hum subh 7 baje nikle the aur 9 baje pauche is beech mera. He embraced Maisry and kissed her hand with a look of loving thanks and rose to do so, but she tugged his gently to bid him sit again. ‘I have seen Lilac growing up, and you know not how viciously her father berated and beat her from the time she could toddle. You must tread carefully with her, lad. She may have her reasons for refusal. She sings tunes oft enough relating young mothers murdering babes begotten by fathers and brothers.’ His eyes widened at the implication, ‘Think you this. They weren’t wrong.“And so, well ... we were thinking.”“We owe you.”“Big time.”“We want to pay you back for all that you’ve done for us over the years.”“Please.”The pair shivered at that last word - it was quickly becoming clear what had happened. I knew that they’d listened to the tape about being subservient. But there was no reason that would inspire them to make an advance on me, their father.No, it was obvious that their mother had shared the most recent tape with them. The one that taught. I tried to clear my head and just endure what was happening to me without further antagonising him.Eddie was now kissing me passionately, his lips pressed hard against mine, his tongue exploring under mine then slowly working its way around my mouth, flicking and probing. His body was hard against me and I felt a hand slide down my back and come to rest on my buttock. He rubbed his hand there, the material of my dress and half-slip whispered against the smooth nylon of my panties and.