“My hand went out to comfort her, “Its OK Mom; don’t cry.” She pulled herself together and pouted at my embarrassment. “What must you think ...f me?”She leaned into me; kissing me; I could taste the drink on her lips!Now I understood; I’d never seen her drunk! She lost her balance a little, rolling into me and snuggled her cheek into my chest. Her leg slid over mine and I could feel her crotch against my thigh. My cock expanded which pressed against her. “Jesus! Is that for real?” she murmured. I. I mean, that is sooo cool.” “This moth eaten thing?” Sandy said as she clutched a portion of the gown just below her breasts. Walking into the room she asked, “Why would you think this is so cool?” The image of his stepsister back-lighted in the doorway lingered in Bob's mind. “Uh... well... uh, I just like it is all.” Sandy took a seat on the couch, a few feet from where Bob was sitting. “Somehow I don't think you're telling me everything.” Sandy smiled. “C'mon, tell me. Why do you think this. I could well imagine what she must be thinking. Raat hoi to mein nay ami ki mushkil aasan kur di aur kaha keh merey sir mein bohut dard hai is liye mein tablet kha kur soaney ja raha hoon. Ami mujhey do dafa check kurney aayi keh main so giya hoon ya nahin. Thoari dair guzri to kisi nay main door pur knock kiya, ami nay darwaaza khola. Shahid uncle nay poocha Nadeem so giya hai, ami nay kaha han. Shayed uncle nay ami ko wahien pakar liya tha, ami boli thehro, bedroom mein chaltey hain. Mein. Tonight I am going to have to be an obedient slut. I feel your cold hands caress my thighs. Slip over my buttocks. Dance up my back. I know you are not going to make this easy for me. I start to struggle with the ties that bind my wrists. Bad move. I fall forwards onto the bed. As my head hits the pillow I hear you laughing. ‘Clumsy little fucker aren’t you?’ …’Yes Sir’ I whimper. As the flat of your palm connects with my flesh I wince in pain. Again the sound of your laughter rings in my ears..