”“Do you want to put some sun screen on me?” She said in a coquettish manner. I went out on the patio and said, “I thought you were going to t...ke it down a notch?”They both looked at me for approval. I just looked back and forth between them to see if they were joking.“Baby, can I put some sunscreen on him after?” she said giving me this grin. I closed my eyes, gave a sigh and slowly opened my eyes again.“Fine, I am just glad you two are getting along.”“Can you get us another drink, honey?” She. The next two hours, she slept, with me holding her to me. This girl was almost broken. I was hoping I was right. I was praying for ‘almost’. She woke. Apologizing for sleeping on me.“No, little one,” shiver, “no sorries. You slept. That’s a good thing. It’ll help you heal. I need to set you down, though. We’re going to be landing pretty soon and Mammi Ashley might want my help. Can you sit up in the seat just a bit? How about in this one up here?” I thought the bulkhead seat might be OK, and. I was staring in silence at the screen when Clive said“Do you want to see her knickers?”Clive opened his desk drawer and pulled out a pair of tiny cream coloured satin panties with a little blue flower pattern and blue embroidered hems. He handed them to me. The material retained the bulge of his wife’s sex mound and were slightly yellow stained where her slit would have been. Clive pointed out a strand of dark pubic hair caught in the embroidery, the same colour as the hairy cunt his wife was. I didn't need her crap right now. He asked if I wanted to take a ride on the ferris wheel. The sun was setting and I always so loved riding it at night. I knew then it was wrong but it felt good to have someone, even a stranger, be nice to me and want to spend some time with me. I asked him if we could wait until it got dark enough then ride. He said sure. We rode the roller coaster. He knew the guys who were running the rides. They let us cut in line even though I didn't want to.