She looked surprised and was worried what more I was having in mind. “Please son, don’t do anything here. Your friend or his family members may be... around” she said with a worried face.“Shut up and pull up your sari from behind you bitch” I said as I was filling up the syringe with the injection I had picked. She looked more worried and scared looking at the injection. “Come on hurry up you slut, we don’t have too much time” I said as I pulled up her sari till her waist and just slowly injected. That would have disgusted her as well.“I have a set price list. If a client has the money to pay and he hasn’t stiffed me or tried to do something that is one of my limits, then I will do it with him. I never say no to anyone with the cash to pay to play,” Betty shrugged.“I am surprised you have limits at all,” Karen couldn’t imagine what was too sexual or outrageous for her wild older sister to refuse to do.“Anyone who doesn’t think they have limits just lacks imagination,” Betty joked. She. She seemed to shift her weight toward me to give me greater access. I was so stoned, that the last thing I could have done was rush, but finally I shifted my weight to nuzzle herneck (which she seemed to lean into, giving the slightest hint of a moan.With trepidation, I shifted my fingertips delicately to my mother’s breasts. She shuddered, but did not move away. My fingertips gently cupped these full and still perky objects, occasionally trailing over her nipples. I bent to kiss her, my tongue. Shova told “okay mama, first say how do I look at” she was smiling.” I gulped and said “why, you look nice, I like you, you are very nice girl.” “Liar, you all tell lies, I know, I’m not so fine to look at, I am fat like monsters and black like crow. Nobody likes me, all call me various odd names behind me, I know all, but what can I do, god has given me an ill-shaped figure” she began to weep.I was so amazed that I could nothing to say. Shova continued “I know, nobody will marry me, I have to.