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A solid crack to the temple of the nearest man put him permanently out of action as his skull cracked under the onslaught. That was the easy part as t...e other four men pulled knives. At least, they had the intelligence not to resort to guns while there was a chance of shooting an ally.Archie was lounging in a recliner with his feet up. That made him a nonentity unless he resorted to a gun because he had to get his feet down before he had any chance of making use of the knife that he was. I saw that mom was wearing one of her skimpy bra and panties. The bra was very low cut and almost left nothing to imagination.The panty was a red lacy one through which I could see her tufts of pubic mound peeking. Mom smiled and turned on her belly and told him to massage her back and bottom. Babu took some oil in his palms and started to rub mom’s back. He reached her bra strap and quickly went over it and then continued with her lower back.Soon he reached mom’s panty and again skipping that. I wasn’t going to do that, but this was an interesting idea. Could I write a book, or just half a book? I gave my wife a big hug and a smooch, which grossed out Charlie, and then called Harry and said my wife was game. A week later John’s publishing lawyer friend had approved, and we signed some papers and were authors-to-be.The timing worked out. As soon as school was out, we packed the kids up and flew down to Orlando for a vacation at the House of Mouse. Harry would spend the time we were. It would take weeks to recover physically and a lifetime wasn’t long enough to recover mentally. One thing also that never recovered was her hair. It turned white overnight, all except for a broad black streak at the back. She reminded people of the magpies that attacked the young lambs (actually it was the afterbirth they were eating, but people were ignorant, and magpies were far too clever to be trusted). When she finally got back, her village rejected her; some cruelly suggested she had.
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