" Peter paused, started crying and continued, "Dad just kept hitting me. Why did mom say that? I can put up with dad hitting me, but why did she say t...hat?"Chris went over to Peter and he put his head on her chest and bawled his eyes out."You poor child," she said softly, almost motheringly. "You have a good cry, it'll will feel better after."We let Peter have a real good cry; Chris mouthed 'I hate his parents' to me. I knew what she was saying; I just could not understand how someone could say. ”Natalie had to go, like a c***d, to her lingerie drawer and bring him every single pair of panties she owned. Then he made her go to the laundry hamper and get her soiled panties too.“May I please say something Sir?”“Yes...”“I have to wear panties to work Sir,” she said pleading.“Why?”“Well... people will see my ass Sir.”“You’ll get used to it,” he told her.Then he produced a Hitachi wand vibrator he had brought from his place and used it on her pussy. He used her scarves and bound her naked. Jessica was going wild. Her back arched off the bed as if she was trying to take more of the pleasure rod inside. "UUUmmmmmm! OOOOOOwwwwww!" Juice splashed out of her flooded slit, over the black shaft, the inside of her thighs and her hand. Jessica rolled her head from side to side, and pinched her nipple harder. And then she detonated. "Jeeeezzzz, OH Gaaawwwwdddd!" Her hips flew up off the mattress; her body trembled all over, and electric shocks went everywhere. She went on and on until she. " She turned and said "that's probably why you are sitting here wise ass" as she laughed.Roz and I became fast friends.We even danced a few slow dances because that is pretty much all I do now.I found out Roz is fifty-two years old ,divorced,one son thirty years old and is a real character.She can be loud,funny and likes a good dirty joke.She is a wine drinker and a smoker.Her hair is auburn and cut really short like a man's.She is a little chubby with a nice pair of tits,a pot belly but quite.