The incident so happened that like usual my mom used to play with me her silly village games like hide and seek, stone game etc. That day the game was...hide and seek and I was tying her eyes when my leg unknowingly touched her ass. It felt very soft. Of course it was so from the begin but I had considered her only as my mom and I suppose I thought her as hard skin but this was soft than any one I had touched(that was all I had done with anyone )and so now I felt an evil in me develop. I was glad. Her face pressed deeply into a smelly bags which reeked of stale beer and nacho chips.She could feel strong large hands holding her ankles and shoulders down. They pressed her so hard into the bags of garbage that she could not move. He bare knees hurt as they were pressed into the wet pavement. A slight rain dampened her back. She knew more than one person was taking part in her soon to be assault.More hands reached quickly and sloppily up her short white cowgirl style dress. Her flimsy. He remembered seeing her get back into the truck and sit beside the passenger door when they left him inside his living room. Hell, he even remembered flashes of the events at the party. He couldn't remember Gloria being with Bruce and her sitting by the door when they left seemed to indicate she wasn't with Bruce.Kyle staggered slowly down the stairs and into the too bright kitchen. His mother had his fried eggs, potatoes, sausage patties and toast on a plate at his spot at the table. He sat. ‘Having the painters in’ is a euphemism, meaning a female has her monthly visitor, Jack.”“Oh.” It was a term I was not familiar with, probably used in the salons of London but certainly not in Grantham or Valenciennes.“But I interrupted you, Humph. You say you have identified a senior Organisation member?”He gave a wide smile. “Cornelius Van de Valk, a wealthy, well connected merchant of Delft, and reputed to be among those who make the decisions in the Organisation, visited Blandon Hall two.