I watched in amazement as she removed her panties and lay back onto the bench spreading her legs apart. I was shocked. My first thoughts were; "Who ha... been fucking around with this little cunt." I was sure that her actions were sexual. As I drew closer she began pointing between her legs. I saw a small cut on the soft folds of skin that formed the outer lips of her sweet young twat. She was just a little girl showing her Daddy her injury. My attention quickly moved from the small scratch to. Fed up of being stuck at home with swollen ankles and bored senseless, this had brightened my day up no end. Martin and I had known each other since primary school. I looked on him like another brother and he on me like his sister. He was a bit overweight and had a speech impediment making him a target for school bullies. Although I wasn’t as tall as him, I was very confident, and always willing to take them on, often getting into trouble for fighting.Martin, in return would help me with my. Unfortunately, his car had seemingly vanished, and other than a single withdrawal from his bank account the morning after I had attacked the Fosters, there was no record of him anywhere. The authorities even added him to the list of missing and possibility enslaved persons they were making using the old computer records of George and Tamara.Yes, I did write enslaved. It turns out that George was not exactly lying when he described the job; he just neglected to mention that those rare and hard. The obvious leader of the group laughed and spoke to her."We recognise you. You are the lovely woman who has been teasing us with her cunt for the last few days so we could not resist having a feel of the body we have all seen so much of."This made her blush a little and my stomach lurched with the usual butterflies I get when we go into a scene. The conversation was turned away to other subjects but I did notice that they were plying Sue with drink. She enjoys her wine and can drink most men.