.but on my 16th birthday they told us they are moving the tour dates to July holidays...so yes farm holiday here I come.December came fast and the lon... drive to the farm excited to se my grandparents the drive seemed to be forever....finally we stoped....went in greeting all around but I seem to miss someone...asking were C is her mom said she went to the shop with my other aunt....late that afternoon,they came walking to the river were the family were Gathering...me and my brothers were in the. I gathered my pace and fucked her with vigour. Her noises were becoming too loud and I looked around into the fading light. It wouldn’t make much difference as anyone within 100 yards would know what we were doing. I felt strangely protective of Emily.“Keep still sugar, let me do it,” I said as her eagerness broke my rhythm. “I’ve dreamed of using you like this.”“Oh have you, I...” she sobbed as I pushed hard inside. “Yes... please...” she managed to whimper.Now I had both hands around her slim. Ellenwas standing nearby to catch him and laid him back on the bed.She got his clothes off and laid him on the bed on top of the covers.While he was sound asleep, Ellen got a head start on the next day'stransformation and gave her husband a pedicure and a manicure. It took alot longer than she had expected because his nails had been neglected formonths. By the time she was finished, she had his fingers and toes ingreat shape and glistening with clear polish. George was out cold and sherolled. Her eyes were open but unseeing, staring into the dark smothering air that hung close about her in the confined space. Out of her unmoving lips came a whispered chant: ‘I am a robot here to clean and keep tidy. My duty is to serve.’ The chant droned on and on, never changing speed, never shifting pitch. There was no emotion in the way it was phrased. Apart from the sibilant whispering monotony, all else seemed lifeless. ‘I am a robot here to clean and keep tidy. My duty is to serve.’ –o0o— She.