What did Brenda think?”“I CAN’T tell her! She’d kill me.”Just as I thought. Great blackmail material. Now for the next step.“Come on over....I just bought some beer.”He could never resist that offer and was soon at his limit. Carol made an entrance wearing her bathrobe. She stood in front of him smiling and asked, “How’s the pecker puller tonight?”He was in distress as he said, “I think I’d better be going.”Carol pushed him back in the chair with, “Sit down unless you want Brenda to hear about. I had a good sleep. I recalled no dreams the next morning. I decided whatever happened with Ron was meant to happen.I was more like myself on the third day. Ron commented that I had seemed down the day before, but I was back to normal today. I told him I'd had a very disturbing dream the night before last. He asked it as about. I didn't want to tell him, so I said I didn't recall. At that point, the tour director came on the PA, to explain some interesting historical fact. When he finished, it. Am I wrong?So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, and tazer in another. The directions said that a one-second burst would shock and disorient your assailant; a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms and a major loss of bodily control; a three-second burst would purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of water. Any burst longer than three seconds would. Slowly pulling back the strap he pulled down the gown on her left side. Latha’s very huge left breast popped into view. My eyes popped out at such a wanton display of anatomy but I decided to keep quiet. Then Latha started feeding the baby in presence of Amar and me. Incidentally I also noticed that Mom did not wear bra and that her breasts were doing a jingle when she walked or laughed.Though I had decided to keep quiet, my sexual instincts did not keep quiet. My nipples started tingling and.