That one I had stitched up just enough to keep it from continuing to tear, so it looked ragged as hell. The internal switches had rerouted the fluids....The absence of fluid to my knee assembly caused my limp.The other tears had been caused by flying metal of one kind of another, but those hadn't made a solid impact on anything vital. They had at least missed the fluid lines for sure. I felt like I might be missing some feedback circuitry but nothing vital.The farm, I came to understand, was. They never saw Coach Tim shower with the guys during the first week. Apparently he didn’t want to be left out of the fun after seeing what Monday’s shower scene was like.Coach Tim left the shower, grabbed a towel to dry off, and then threw the towel into the clothes bin. He resumed his post at the table handing out towels, but he stayed completely nude as everyone—guys and girls—came to him for a towel. His cock was impressive. His penis was five inches flaccid hanging gracefully over his. I took my hand and traced the lining of her underwear along her tummy. Suddenly she grabbed my hand and shook her head. I pulled away enough to get a good look at her, and asked if she was sure. Apparently she wasn't sure at all because next thing I know her legs are open to me. I went straight under the panties, I wasn't trying to make this particularly sensual, and touched her exactly where she wanted it. She shuddered. I waste no time coating my fingers, then plunge them in. First one, then. Well, I think that would be a great idea. Your dad, if asked nicely, will even wash your hair. You will really like that. The dress code today is NUDE. See you three in the kitchen.I ran back to the kitchen. Maria had just finished the melons. She thanked me for starting the coffee. She asked me to put out cold cereal, bowls and milk. She was working on the French toast batter. I put out the butter and maple syrup.I was putting together napkins and place settings when Tom and dad turned the.