It was directly over the round hole cut in the window. Her ass cheeks flattened out against the plexiglass.Art targeted and hit the glass as hard as h...e could with the palm of his hand. “Plap Plap Plap Plap.” The force of the blows were passed through the glass causing Holly’s ass to quiver from the impacts.“Harder Baby, harder!” she cried out as she began to maoan and twist her nipples hard with both hands.“Bam Bam Bam Bam.” Art hit her ass several more times with his open palm several more. ....Half undressed, still......"Did you like that?" she asked.I could only nod. What the hell had just happened?"You know what you just ate?" she giggled.I dropped my head in shame."Oh, stop it, you slut. Every girl gets a taste for it at some pointin her life." I'm not a-" Really," she said, straightening herself up and fixing her make-up.She held up the compact mirror so I could see my reflection.I couldn't believe how I looked."Can I please get changed?" I asked, guilt and shame overwhelming. Bharat ne dhimi aawaz me kaha main to isi liye aaya tha ki tum raat bhar muze pilao. Main boli mere raja, thoda sabar karo main hu na. Fir maine apne pati ko bhi ek large peg banake diya aur uske paas baith kar apne hath se pilane lagi.Fir maine pati ka ek hath uthakar apne kandhe pe rakh diya aur usko simatkar bhaith gayi. Muze aisa karte dekh bharat hairan ho raha tha maine usko dekha aur smaile ke sath usko aankh mari fir maine apna ek hath apne pati ke sine pe rakha aur use sehlane lagi aur. She was that thoughtful. She had her stroke less than a month later." I blossomed in Colorado. It's so beautiful out there, Randy. I dove into my studies and the athletics: hiking, trail riding, technical climbing and skiing. I went from child to adult there, making only Christmas trips to San Francisco. My parents really didn't want to see me more often, or to pay for the plane fares. My dear grandmother died in the summer of 1999, when I was 16 and about to become a junior. The trusts that.