..Once inside the short silk kimono, Jeff slowly stripped off the panties. He stood in front of Alison seeming a little bewildered. The kimono was so ...hort that it hardly covered anything at all."Climb on the bed silly," Alison said."Okay."To her surprise, Jeff immediately lay on his back, this legs slightly spread, assuming the submissive female position. Alison tried not to show any surprise as she straddled his hips. She lowered her pussy over his hard flat cock and rubbed up and down its. She was scared, and looked tired. Her hair matted and dirty, scabs along her arms, the bugs had feasted on her in her cell. My first task was to clean her up. She would not be presentable as a greeter in her current state.She shivered as I washed her, working away at tough stains of dirt, encrusted in the cracks and crevices of her body. She tried to engage me in conversation. In hushed whispers, she asked me for my name. She almost blurted out her name. I shushed her, roughly placing my hand. So I ended up just falling asleep.When morning came and the suns rays warmed up the room, it seemed warmer and more comfy than ever. Only when sleep receeded a little did I realize why. Pam and I were wrapped pretty much around each other, legs and arms entangled like a pair of lovers. Pam's face in sleep showed utter contentment, and peace. I really hated the idea of having to wake her up from such a wonderful state.In the end it seemed that I didn't have to because her eyes slowly flickered. Never had he hit her even as children. She remembered one of her friends, when she was little, had complained about her brother beating her up. At the time, she knew her big brother, Nathan, would never have done that to her. She looked up to him then. She was so proud of him for not being like that. He hadn't changed. Her problem was that they found themselves in different circumstances now. They had kids which didn't seem to change things at first. Then their mother appeared from the dead,.