Mommy was standing there in just her dress when the men walked in. Daddy knew that something wasn’t right. He verbally lashed out at Mommy and she c...inged and then she told him that she had made us take a bath. He poked his finger in my pussy and then cuffed Mommy across the face telling her not to do it again.He and his brother dragged us girls back upstairs. My uncle fucked me again. It didn’t hurt as much that time but again he cum and pulled out before I had any pleasure.After that I was. This was all new to me, Samantha's memories gave me some idea of what toexpect, but to be here, to get a manicure and pedicure was something elseentirely.Sitting comfortably, I let my right hand rest on the table under the lampas she expertly worked on my fingernails. Accepting another coffee as Iwatched Monica, I watched on as she did everything step by step. Sheremoved the old nail polish, shaped my nails, then washed my hands inwarm soapy water. Abut this time, I was wondering why id never. Speaking of which, Dad gave me a new copy of the rules to review before I went to bed. The rules shouldn’t have been that hard to follow. I could summarize them as: dress conservatively, do your chores, respect your parents, and stay out of trouble at school.Fortunately my new parents weren’t completely overboard on what constituted acceptable female clothing. Some families require girls to wear skirts, even if they have pants or shorts on underneath because of the physical nature of the. Having already seen the couple in deep union she pretended she had not and closed the door just enough to leave a gap, then shouted through that things were getting tense in the shop.Sat on the edge of an old settee Jenny tried to push Jo away saying she’d better get back to help Angela, but Jo was so well committed that no way was he going to stop his action until he’d reached his Waterloo, so he carried on pumping regardless.It was Jenny who had set him up with all her French kissing and her.